ready for the nursing home, obviously

Yesterday Andy and I were sitting at the dinner table finishing up our meals. I began to look around for my phone as it had disappeared.

Andy said, "Mommy, what are you looking for?"

"My telephone, Andy."

He said, "Oh."

Eventually as we were doing the dishes I found my phone and set it on the table. Andy looked down at it and said, "That's an iPhone, Mommy."

I said, "Yes, Andy. I told you I was looking for my telephone, right?"

"But that's an iPhone, Mommy." Then he looked at me pityingly, and said in his most polite voice, "That's okay Mommy. You were just confused."