Pie: Before you met Daddy, did you have a boyfriend?
Me: Lots of boyfriends.
Pie: A hundred boyfriends?
Me: Maybe!
Pie: So you did aloooooot of kissing!
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After a day of massive chauffeuring. Adam was in San Francisco. The kids had to be on opposite sides of town three times over the course of the day. I couldn’t remember which way was up. We had just dropped Doodles off and I was taking Pie to the next event, which was a Passover dinner at the synagogue. Jasmine and her family were to be there.
Me: Pie, your mom is falling apart.
Pie: Really?
Me: What are you going to do when I fall apart. Will you put me back together?
Pie: How would I put you back together?
Me: Well, what would you do?
Pie: I’d look for Scooby.
Me: So she could put me back together?
Pie: [with a “duh” voice] No, Mom. So she could give me a ride home.
