“Hi Babe, how was the fishing?”
“Did you catch anything?”
“Three bass and a catfish.” (5)
“Did y’all have fun? What else did you do?”
“Yep. Just fished.” (3)
“Got a burger coming home.” (5)
Or here’s another scenario:
Me: “What did the doctor say?
Boo: “Not much. I’m good.” (4)
“What all did your brother have to say?” I asked Boo this after a twenty minute animated conversation on his phone.
“They’re good.” (2)
“It rained.” (2)
I get that in some cases it is my fault for asking questions that could be answered with a yes or no. Sometimes, I try adding “what else?” or “tell me more.”
Me. “The kids want to know what you want for your birthday.”
Boo. “Underwear or socks.” (3)
Me. “They can’t all get you underwear and socks. Isn’t there anything else you need or just want?”
Boo. “Gift card?” (2)
Me. “To where?”
Boo. “Anywhere is fine.” (3)
Boo. “No.” (1)
Boo. “Home Depot or Academy.” (4)
*(I could have answered that question myself, but I was hoping maybe he would branch out on ideas, although sometimes he does say Red Lobster.)
It’s not always like this. Sometimes I can ask a simple question and he will go on and on with elaboration, facial expressions and hand jesters. It just depends on the topic, time of day or whether CNN is on.
Boo is the strong, silent type until he’s ready to share. He’s really a deep thinker, but he rarely expresses his thoughts unless the spirit moves him, and when it does, I see a whole different side of Boo. He’ll talk up a storm, and I’ll get a glimpse into that steel-trap mind and heart of gold. Any newsworthy topic, discussion of grandchildren or sports will have him chatting for minutes at a time. He’s practically loquacious.
But until then…we’ll share our peaceful silence.
That’s just Boo. (3)