Me: (Looking at grocery list) Why does it say “roasting hen?”
MJR: Because that’s what we need, a hen for roasting.
Me: But I told you I wanted to learn how to roast a chicken.
MJR: (Uncomfortable silence) A hen is a chicken.
Me: (Uncomfortable-er silence) It’s not a duck?
MJR: Whose child are you?
Happy Mother’s Day, Mrs. Johnny Rocket! Babs. Mom. Still teaching me things after all of these years.