Mom and I were talking in the kitchen, and we walked, I think two complete circles around each other, on accident.
I was standing beside the fridge trying to make a sandwich and mom was behind me at the other counter doing something else.
As I moved the fridge, she went to get a spoon, or something, out of the drawer.
Then as she needed something out of the fridge, I moved to get a sharp knife off the counter where she had started.
We were talking the entire time and both moved back to our original spots without noticing what happened.
Both of us remembered something and we got half way through our Abbott and Costello routine a second time before we were laughing at each other about what the other one was doing.
“Why are you walking around me while I am…What?…You are circling me.”
Sorry, we are such goobers.
I love you.
–Dad