Lauren has been happily playing in the playroom all morning while I've been working on the computer (managing blogs and Etsy shops can be quite time-consuming!). I can typically expect visits from Lauren every 30 minutes or so. Just checking in, or requesting a drink, showing me a piece of art, asking me a question, etc. Sometimes I feel like her visits are just attempts to scramble my brain and keep me on my toes.
Enter Lauren.
L: Mom? Is pollen a berry?
M: Ummmm...no...not really, it's uh... (frantically wanting to look up P-O-L-L-E-N on the internet so I can have a definitive answer)
L: Well, pollen can be a musical instrument.
M: A what? (commence rapid blinking and confused look)
L: A guitar has flowers on it.
M: *more blinking* OK... (I swear I really am trying to keep up with this thought process)
L: ...and well the flowers kinda smell like pollen...
M: *silence* (I got nothin')
L: Pollen can get you sick if you smell too much of it.
M: Yes, I suppose that's true...
L: BYE!
Exit Lauren.
Success. Brain scrambled.
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