the things that make an impression

So it's been raining cats & dogs today...and we take the kids to Burger King for supper so they can play on the indoor playground. John goes up to some lady on the playground and starts talking to her..."My Mom...My Mom..." he's getting ready to tell her something...What will it be? She runs around in tee shirts and her panties? She kisses my dad a lot?..."My Mom cooks corn on the cob."