Inside the minivan, packed with our family of five and my mom, known by the kids as Oma. We were on our way to get frozen yogurt, our newest family obsession.
Oma, to my 8yo son, D: “What is your favorite flavor?”
D, easily: “Chocolate and vanilla. . .”
Oma then asked: “What is my favorite flavor?”
Me: “D. . .you know what Oma’s favorite flavor is! It’s what mommy drinks every morning when she first wakes up!”
D, brightly: “Oh! You mean wine!”