Mitch's Musings

Today, driving on the Beltline, out of a peaceful silence and from no context at all came this question from the middle child:

Mommy, what would you do if you were stuck in a bush?

Me: I would say, "Help, help! I'm stuck in a bush!"

Mitch: No you wouldn't. You would say, "Somebody get me out of this bush! It's scratching me!"

Yes, Mitch, maybe. Maybe I would.