“Mama, do you want to play a card game?”
“Not right now, sweetie.”
“Would you like to play cards with me now?”
“Maybe when I’m done with these dishes and after I make a phone call.”
“Can you play cards now, Mama?”
The laundry sat and dinner waited while she dealt out the Dora Explorer playing cards. She flipped and matched cards quickly as she explained a complicated list of rules to me. I think she was making it all up as she went along. At least she was patient with my ineptitude.
I don’t suppose, I thought to myself as I matched a pair of fours, that I’ll be getting all the laundry done today.
And I don’t suppose that matters at all.