There are conversations that happen every once in a while that need to be recorded for posterity. I just had one of these conversations.
J: What did you just say, Mom?
Me: I asked dad to make some chamomile tea.
Pause.
J: You're drinking MRTs?
Me: Huh? No, I'm not drinking MRTs. Cha-mo-mile tea.
J: Oh. There are camels on the MRT going underground?
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