Poor Kev...
This morning, he told me something, which I couldn't hear. So I said, "What's that?"
He looked at me, laughed and said..."OK, Eugene, let me repeat myself."
Eugene is my Dad, and he's hard of hearing. And, if he doesn't hear you, he says "what's that?" Not as in "What IS that," but as in "What was it you said?"
And, there have been just a few times when I've said something and Kev will once again, laugh, except he will say "OK, Carol". Who is my Mom. Or...he'll say, "That sounded JUST like your MOTHER."
I did ask him which of my parents he'd like to spend the rest of his life with.
He refrained from answering...wonder what that means!
(sorry Mom!)
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