On adulthood.
(A conversation via txt with my mother.)
Me: sometimes being a grownup means doing things you don’t like. Today that means bringing salad for lunch.
Mum: Oh dear! I at bakery eating fish potato top pie and custard square.
(then a minute later)
Mum: yum yum. just licked all my fingers, now off to work it all off!
Me: BOO YOU TEASE
Mum: Ha ha ha.
I love my mum.