..at my house.

Phone rings. It’s my oldest son, down in Tennessee.

Him: Mom, wasn’t there an emu farm across from Katie’s old school?

Me:: (taken aback) Uh- what?

Him: (patiently) Wasn’t there an emu farm across from Katie’s old school in Lakeland?

Me: Well, yeah.

Him (to the side, triumphantly) See? I told you!

Hilarity ensues on the other end

Him: Okay, I gotta go work out. Bye.

Me: Um – bye.