Conversation with youngest just now:
Youngest: Look, a fly! Shoo! Shoo!
Me (singing badly): Shoo fly, don't bother me. Shoo fly, don't bother me!
Youngest: But it IS bothering ME, Mom!!!!!!
Conversation with Mawmaw:
Me: I'm going to go wash my hair.
Mawmaw: I need to wash mine but I'm not going to wet it now. It's too cold, I'll have to wait until it warms up.
Me: ????? So she's not going to wash her hair until next June???
(For the record, it's a beautiful day outside, too! We're about 10 degrees higher than we should be for this time of year.)
In respect to the husband:
He's lucky I love him so much. lol