So Mom asks me to heat up some water on the stove so she can make tea. I suggest she make it in the microwave. (She has not said a word about the knobs being gone from the stove since we took them off.) She shows me her tea cup with the tea stains in it and says that the stains don’t happen when the water is heated on the stove. I suggest again that she heat the water in the microwave, because I have a meeting to go to.
“I don’t like to microwave tea.”
“But you have been doing it since you moved in here.”
“No, I haven’t.”
“Well then try it.”
“ I would have liked to use the tea kettle, but you have never let me use it.”
“Really?”
“I’ve never used the stove here.”
“Well, I guess you’ll have to use the microwave.”
“I always do.”
2 comments:
I'm always glad to see your posts of conversations, because to me that means you are seeing some humor. You're in my thoughts on this beautiful day!
I'm glad it's not just me that gets these weird conversations with her. Like where I've never taken her to daycare but we always joke about taking her to the jail instead.
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