Sometimes it is just good to be a little silly.
Today I asked daughter Anne a question. By text message. She got back to me, also, by text message. What she said was this:
Well, I knew what that meant. But as a kind of inside joke based on something that happened earlier in the week, I texted back:
"What does IDK mean?"
And of course Anne replied:
"I don't know."
So I texted:
"What don't you know?"
"Do you mean that you don't know what IDK means?"
"Or do you know, after all?"
To which Anne said:
And I answered:
(I have to sign off now; I can't stop laughing!)
P.S. I told Martha N about this conversation, and she cordially added this insight:
"That's what happens when I get older...