WHY?

The Babe: "Mom? Why are you here?"

I guess he thought, since it's Saturday, I should be out doing something. Anything but actually sitting at the table, eating lunch, at 1:25pm.

I responded: "UM. Because it's my house?!"

My REAL response took a few minutes to conjure up, but is far superior to the original: "I'll leave and I don't think it will take long for you to figure out what I'm doing here."

To which I received a hearty "OH, yeah. It would not be pretty" from Mike.

And, with that statement? My daily quota for backhanded compliments was fulfilled.