My mom...the crazy one

When I stepped out of the laundry room with a wet shirt and a something to dry it on, I flicked my wrist to open up the drying rack thing.

Evan, being in the fun mood he was said, "whoa!" in his half-laugh goofball way. "What're you doing?"

Mom shrugged her shoulders and said, "yeah, she's a bit magical."

We laughed till our sides ached.