Overheard (Nearly)

Driving the other day, I put on a more adult station* on Pandora.  James from the very last row of the minivan:


James: What is this song about?
Me: Love
James: What?**
Me: LOVE
James: What?
Me: She LOVES someone.
James: What?
Me: L-O-V-E (My voice can not get any louder.)  LOVE.  LOVE.  LOVE!!

James: Ohhhhh,  mittens.  She likes mittens?***

Me:  Yeah.


Sometimes, we miss. . . Ahh,  adventures in the land of the hard of hearing.



*Adult, as in music produced by someone other than Disney or Raffi.
**Channel your grandfather for this interpretation.
***I am thinking he thought I said gloves.