My mother is a sweet sweet soul, but she has a problem. She eavesdrops. She does not actively look for conversations to listen in on; they seem to find her. Here is a recent one.SCENE: A summer day at a local Trader Joes. A delicious aroma fills the air. An employee is preparing roasted asparagus topped with Parmesan cheese for customers. A mother with her two sons approximately 3 1/2 years old and 18 months old pushes her cart over to the sample table to assess the situation. My mother is behind her and hears the following conversation: 3 1/2 year old son: “Mom, can I taste that?” Mother: “That’s asparagus honey. […]
