TJ over brownies for dessert (I added heath bar bits in the batter): “I’m glad you’re my mother because although you have a lot of shortcomings like swearing a LOT a man would like to think that no matter what else is going on or really stinks that his mother at least really loves him otherwise a part of him dies on the inside and starts to smell like a rotting corpse.”

Me: (pause) Thanks. And, you're welcome.