Me and the boys went to dinner the last week with Mom. It was a nasty, foggy night and Mom was driving.
The boys were in the back carrying on and I thought Mom was backing out of a parking space when a car was very slowly approaching us.
The following conversation ensued:
ME: A car is coming!
Mom: I know that...
ME: Then stop the car!
Mom: My car isn't moving...
ME: Oh, sorry. It's so foggy and the way it's coming at us almost looked like we were the ones that were moving.
Mom: Oh, I know what that is.
Mom: An obstacle illusion
Mom: Ya know, an obstacle illusion
As my Dad would say, "That's MY Mom!"
Leave it to my Mom to come up with such an appropriate new word.
Right now, Mom is gone on her week-long cruise and one can only hope she is watching out for those obstacle illusions on the boat as well! Miss you and love ya, Mom!