Car conversations
Tonight was a workout night: My kids were at karate, while I went to the gym. They practiced beating people up, while I metaphorically rowed across the English Channel.
When I picked them up, the discussion in the car was colorful.
My 10-year-old played around on my iPad, exploring Google Earth. “Hey, I found St. Joe’s!” he exclaimed. (His mother works at Providence St. Joseph Medical Center, aka “St. Joe’s.”) “Look!” he said. When we got to a red light, I looked at the screen and saw California. “That says ‘San Jose,’ ” I said. (Note to his teacher: A little more reading comprehension, and a little more geography, please.)
We made a left and passed in front of a McDonald’s. My high-school-age daughter said, “It’s McDonald’s that has the pink slime, and Burger King that has the horse meat, right?”
I had nothing to top that with. But I did relish it.