My mother called me to tell me that she was the not so proud recipient of an Oregon speeding ticket. We talked back and forth about her ticket, how the officer lied to her about her speed, how Mike had almost got a ticket in Oregon etc. Ok Mom, love you bye!
Lexy was in the back seat listening to all of this. She says to me, "Is gramma going to see Willy Wonka?" To which I replied, "Why would would gramma go and see Willy Wonka?" "Did Gramma get the Golden Ticket?"
I laughed pretty darned hard! I don't think Gramma thought she got the Golden Ticket :)