Driving home from the eclipse, stuck in traffic in a small two lane county road going 2 mph.
A: I have to potty
Me: uhhh do you have to pee or poop?
A: pee and poop
Me thinking great. Brief discussion ensues about urgency and what to do.
We find a place to pull off and run into some poor farmers field. Discussion about cows living there and perhaps coming to lick his bum ensues.
Back in the car we start off again when I spot a bug. I MISidentify it as a mosquito. This was my fatal mistake. And I regretted it for the next 40 minutes.
A: where is the mosquito? Is it is the car?
Followed by more concerns about the mosquito’s whereabouts in our vehicle and whether or not it was going to eat him.
My repeated assurances about my mistake went unheard.
Once he understood he was not in any immediate danger, he was concerned where mosquitos live and how far away they live.
I’m not sure at what point mosquitoes turned from concern to fascination but conversation turned to going to visit them and them getting into a car and driving to visit us.
We ended on the fact it was too late to visit them tonight and we’d talk about it tomorrow.
