Caught my mom having a full conversation with her fern last night
Last evening, I walked into the living room and found my mom talking to her big Boston fern. She was telling it about her day, like it was a person. I asked her what was up, and she said the fern listens better than my dad. Then my dad chimed in from the kitchen, arguing that he does listen. Now, they're both trying to win the fern's approval by watering it extra. It's become this weird family competition. Honestly, I think the fern is getting too much water now.