The Never-Ending Conversation

B: "Mommy, why are you stopping the van?"
M: "I'm stopping here to get some coffee."
B: "Why did you tell her that?"
M: "I needed to tell her what I wanted."
B:"What is she doing?"
M: "Making my coffee."
B: "What is that noise?"
M: "The coffee machine."
B: "Do we have one of those?"
M: (smiling) "Not that kind."
B: "What kind is it?"
M: "The kind that makes espresso."
B: "What is a presso?"
M: "A special kind of coffee."
B: "Why is it special?"
M: "Umm... because it's different than the kind Mommy drinks at home."
B: "Oh..." (pausing)
M: (holding my breath, hoping we're done but knowing all to well that we're not even close)
B: "What did you just give her?"
M: (sighing slightly) "My credit card."
B: "Isn't that Daddy's credit card?"
M: "No honey, mommy has one just like Daddy's"
B: "Where is Daddy's?"
M: "In his wallet."
B: "Why did you give her your credit card?"
M: "Because I had to pay for my coffee."
B: "Why did you have to pay for it?"
M: "Because coffee isn't free sweetheart."
B: "What does free mean?"
M: (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

And such is a day in my life...