'Til death do us... Mom, is that you?

So, there are some things in a kid's life that you just tend to assume are self-explanatory, right? I mean, sure you can't trust them not to put buttered bread in the toaster, but still and all, some stuff just seems obvious. Yeah, gotta watch that.

The other day, I was at my daughter's house, just visiting and chatting. Grandson on the couch with a book, Maria and I standing in the kitchen area. I'd been telling her about a conversation I'd had with a friend. We had been talking about my mom (aka Ma) and how she'd been doing lately, what with it being my late father's birthday, and my brother living with her for nearly two years now, and various other things.


Me: "He says Ma's just lonely."
Maria: "No...."
Brady: "Ma's with Uncle John now!"
Me: "Um, Brady, uh... you do know that John is Ma's son, right? They're not together, right?"
Brady: "Oh, so they're not getting married!"

Eventually, we were able to stop laughing. Maria didn't even wet her pants!

Glub, glub, meow.

My daughter, kind and loving soul that she is, invited me to dinner tonight. And not just any dinner, either. She and her fiance' had picked up some Famous Daves. Excellent ribs, fabulous buffalo wings, amazing beans, terrific fried chicken... and fried catfish! I love catfish, and I got all of it because neither Maria nor David likes it. I don't know where I went wrong with that girl, but more for me, right?

I asked my grandson if he had tried the catfish yet, and he informed me that he hadn't. I pulled a small piece of fish off one of my fillets and handed it to him. Of course he gobbled it right down. Kid'll eat anything, including squash and sauteed mushrooms; why would he balk at catfish? He liked it, so we put some on his plate.

As he and I sat there eating our food, he picked up a strip of catfish and after taking a bite, looked at the meat, pondering. He looked a little worried, really, and I thought maybe he wasn't enjoying it all that much. Finally:

"Gammaw, this is catfish, right?"
"Yep. Do you like it?"
"Yeah, it's good. But, is it fish? Or is it cat?"

OMG!!! Where's Fluffy?