Me: What did I get you for Christmas again?
Skye: You got me an airplane and airplane related stuff.
Me: What did you get me? A helmet with flames on the sides? (I’m thinking post-Christmas trade-in for just plane sparkly red.)
Skye: They’re not really flames. Just kinda like flames.
Me: Ummm. I’m a housewife?
Skye: Not when you’re on the back of the motorcycle you’re not.
Me: Oh, what am I? Just wrap my legs ’round those velvet rims and strap my hands across your engines?
Skye: (Thinks about it. Smiles.) Yes.
Me: Because it’s the thought that counts.
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