Anja and I spent most of the day at Nana and Boppa's house so I could work on my dissertation. My grandma is staying with them for a few months. Apparently, after Great Grandma woke up from a nap, Anja approached her for a civilized conversation. *Important notes: Yum Yum is my mom's cat's name. (It's a literary reference. Stop being so snooty.) Yum Yum does not care for anyone but my mom. Probably for good reason. And Great Grandma doesn't have the best hearing and will sometimes simply reply without having a clue as to what was said to her.
Anja: Gre-Grama, you take a nap?
Great Grandma: Yes.
Anja: With Num Yum?
Great Grandma: Yes.
(pause)
Anja (said with a head tilt and massive amounts of doubt): You took nap with Num Yum?
Busted, Grandma!
And later, I was getting a few frozen waffles for myself for lunch. I was in the playroom with Anja and Nana when Boppa let me know that my waffles were done. I started towards the kitchen and heard this:
Anja: Where Mama goin'?
Nana: To the kitchen.
Anja: To the kitchen?
Nana: Yes. She's making waffles for lunch.
(pause)
Anja (again, with a head tilt and massive amounts of doubt): Mama's cookin'?
Yes, dear daughter, despite the fact that your father does 99.9% of the cooking at home, I can, in fact, toast a frozen waffle. Thanks for the vote of confidence.
