"Mom, there's something on Sam (the dog.) It's either a bug, eye booger or a burr." says Elli.
"Uh huh." is pretty much my response.
"Give me your finger." she says.
"Why?" I respond. With just a touch of sass in my voice. Ok, more than a touch.
"I want to stick it on your finger so you can tell me what it is." says Elli.
"Uh.......NO! That's gross!!" I bark at her. Is she nuts? Why on earth would I give her my finger to have some potentially disgusting thing put on it. Especially when I'm in the car. Or anywhere for that matter. Hello? It's me your talking about. Yuuuuuuuck!!
"Mom, you really need to learn how to deal with bugs better. Dad and I do it. It's time you learn." she responds.
"That's what you and daddy are for!" I reply. Yes, I'm 12.
"Oh, mom." says Elli.
It's now time to change the subject. Thank goodness she saw a white cow out the window. "Is that a sheep?" she asks. She seriously did ask that. And if she knew I was writing about it now she would KILL me. But she's not here. And she thought a big white cow was a sheep. Ok, I'll admit, we don't see completely white cows very often. But sheesh. It was CLEARLY a GIGANTIC COW.
Of course I once thought a golden retriever swimming in the bay was a sea lion. And they never let me forget it. But that's different. It was swimming with just it's head poking out. Ok. Maybe it did have a ball in it's mouth. But I didn't see that!
I swear I don't make this stuff up. This is my life.