little bitty girl

This is a story of Stefan and his mother in law. Son in Law and Mother in Law; they just love teasing each other to death. They actually do refer to each other as "Mother in law" or "Son in law". For example, my mother will call and say,"Where is my son in law? What is he eating today?"

I've been travelling a little bit the last month so Stefan's task has been to help my parents paint their condo. He's been calling this period "slave or labour camp."

One Friday, en route home from the airport, I called to let him know that I had landed safely.

K: So, how's it going at your labour camp?

S: Well. I have not been offered ANY food OR water. AND Papa Kang has been playing country music at full volume. I have a good mind to call the Geneva Convention and complain about the cruel and unusual punishment..

I could just hear my mother screeching in the background in indignant laughter saying she had offered him food and water.

And scenarios like this always make me smile. Because in my world, when you can tease each other in this happy kind of way, it means you love that person. And those two? They really, really love one another.