Stephen and I are sitting at Starbucks in Cool Springs when a woman and her significant other walk outside to the patio. The woman is wearing a white dress, white cardigan, and white shoes. She tries to sit down in a chair, but it had been raining.
Stephen: Can she not see the rain on the chairs?
Breanna: Oh. My. God. She is taking off her tights.
Breanna: Her dress is up. I can see her entire thigh.
Stephen: Wait, she took her tights off?
Breanna: YES. She is holding them. IN HER HAND.
I am not sure why Stephen and I always run into a crazy woman dressed in an entirely white outfit, but I sure hope it happens more often.
Patrick, three year old, holding vitamin gummies: "Breanna, can I have these?"
Patrick: "But my grandfather* said I could."
Patrick: "On Tuesday, on Christmas."
*Patrick only has one grandfather and knows him as "Grampa" and sees him probably once a year, as he lives in Massachusetts.