ME: Standing in my driveway, holding a roadie that she cannot see since I’m talking to her on the phone. She wouldn’t even know what a roadie was.
STILL ME: I can’t chat for long; I have to go to the State Volleyball Championship game in Orem.
MOM: Well, I hope you’re not driving alone.
ME: Nope. I’m getting picked up.
MOM: Who is driving? I hope they are safe. Will you all be wearing your seat belts? Are you coming home before it gets dark?
ME: Mom, we teach high school. We are not in high school. Tell me about your day.
MOM (chuckling): I was going to tell you about a little joke that we have in the physical therapy room.
ME: Tell me.
MOM: I saw that one of the other patients was wearing a badge. When he saw me looking at it, he asked, “Do you want to see my badge.” I looked and it said, “I POOPED TODAY.”
MOM: For older people, after surgery, it’s hard to that.