I had a conversation with Julian the other morning that I feel is a pretty accurate portrayal of what mom life really is.
I was at the sink being noisy with the faucet and I heard Julian, who was rolled up in a blanket ball on the couch, say something I couldn't hear.
JEN: What did you say, Hun?
JULIAN: I didn't say anything was fun.
JEN: No, I said, 'what did you say, hun'
JULIAN: I didn't say anything was fun!"
JEN: I said, 'what did you say, HUN'
JULIAN: Oh! I didn't say anything!
JEN: Yes, you did.
JULIAN: What was it?
JEN, in a sing-songy voice: I don't knowww, that's why I'm askiiing.
I feel like moms' voices get extra sing-songy when they're on the cusp of a minor brain explosion. Even if it's a humorous brain explosion. Silly, kids.