Do I know? Really, do you need to ask? I remember the Andy whose diapers I used to change. I accept my children’s limitations. My children might try... accepting mine.”“But yours are so many,” he pointed out.“Many as they may be, only a few affect you directly, and -- really -- most of our quarrels are about only one. I still think of you as my son, when you want me to think of you as an entirely independent agent.”“Well, accepting that limitation of yours, means accepting a limitation, a. He knew this and was always supportive, me and T had a mutual understanding about each other and what we wanted out of life, I eventually wanted a husband and k**s (which I eventually got with my on again off again, I'm not his hot wife and he loves me telling him these stories) T never wanted k**s or marriage so we never pursued a real relationship together cause of this and could just enjoy eachothers company.We knew whenever we hooked up it would be a guaranteed amazing night of no strings,. We lost half our food 4 days ago and Holliday is the worst cook I have ever run across."They both laugh at this description."That's right, The others would not even let him cook when we were in St. Louis." Saul remembers he trip from a few weeks ago. "I sympathize, my love." he waves us over to the table."Are you going to tell us what you have been up to?" Asks Nimrod with his usual professional tone."What do you mean?" My smile is one of innocence itself."We have had visitors of late." Saul. Beth sort of made me do it." And how did she do that? Are you a robot?" She said that I couldn't do it. She made it sound like I couldn't doanything without your permission!" I see. So...you and the other girls went out trying on dresses, justlike teenage girls everywhere?" If I didn't..." Without a bra? That means that the other girls believe you have boobslike they do...right?" Yeah, but..." Do you, or do you not, want to keep dressing as a girl honey! Itsounds to me like you do!" I...I.