Today's conversation that you all are dying to read (for a more realistic read through, read Mom's part with a whiny-poor-me voice and my part with a you've-got-to-be-kidding-me voice):
Mom jumped up and said, "I need to go to the bathroom. Now!"
Me: "Okay. It's open."
Mom looked into the bathroom and said, "There are two of them in there! I can't go!"
Me: "Mom, there is no one in there."
Mom: "Yes, there is! There are two of them in there!! And they won't move! I guess I won't go." She sits down on the couch.
I got up and looked and there was a cat sitting on the closed lid. She left as I looked in.
Me: "It's empty. The cat left. You can go to the bathroom now."
Mom: "No! There are three of them in there!"
Me: "I made them leave."
Mom: "No, you didn't!"
Me: "Mom, go to the bathroom. No one is in there."
Mom got up, walked right by the bathroom and went to her room where there were, you guessed it, 2 cats. "See? They are right there!"
Me: "Mom? You're in the bedroom."
Mom: "It's my bedroom. So, it's none of your business!"
I got up and tried to help Mom to the bathroom.
Mom: "Don't touch me! I'm not going in there! I don't need to go to the bathroom and I'm tired of you trying to make me!"
Me: "Okay. I'm done helping."
Mom sat down on the couch and said, "I really need to go to the bathroom. Is it empty?"
Me: "If time flies when we're having fun, it must be 1965 already."