One day earlier last week as AhPoh and G were leaving Target, G posed this question: "AhPoh, where are your children?"
AP: [Your] Mama is my child.
Evidently, that didn't quite sit with G – she might have had someone her age in mind because then she asked again, "But where are your children?" Like they were at home back in Wyoming or something.
AP: [Your] Mama is my child, all grown up.
G: Oh.
