Today mom and I were sitting at lunch. She leaned over to open her lunch time meds and I heard "Sh*t", I dropped my vitamin D capsule!
I said, "Um, Mom. Language check".
MOM: God knows I'm 90.
MOM: He knows.
ME: Mom, God's only a couple of years older than you and I don't believe He cusses.
ME: That's not really an answer, Mom.
MOM: It isn't?
ME: Well, it is if it's the end of the conversation. *PROLONGED SILENCE* Oh...
MOM: I'm going into the living room. Bring me the laundry out of the dryer and I'll fold it.
ME: I'll do it Mom.
MOM: I like to do it. I can do my own laundry.
ME: Mom. You're tired. I'll just fold it and put it away. Go ahead and take your nap.
MOM: Debbie Ruth! Just put it right on my lap. I like to fold it.
ME: Okay Mom. Whatever you want.