At lunchtime today my son called in on his way home from work. I offered him some lunch and he decided on soup.
I made him a cup of tea and opened the tin of soup while his tea was brewing.
Chatting away as I did so.
He looked bemused when I stuck the tea spoon into the tin of soup and stirred it, then placed the tin of soup in front of him on the table and stuck the tea in the microwave and set it going.
I asked him what the matter was when he started smirking, he said nothing mum.
He finally cracked when I took the tea out of the microwave, put it in front of him and asked him how many slices of bread he wanted with it.
I'm losing my marbles. I can't even claim baby brain as the youngest is 25!
I need to lay down in a darkened room. 😳
Make me feel better by telling me your brain melt moments....please.