Last weekend I was out with 27 y.o. DD. We pulled up to a red light, and I joked, "Let's blow it out." We routinely used to do that when the kids were little.
She told me, "You know, I tried that a couple of weeks ago when I was in the car with DH. He looked at me, and asked what I was doing."
"I'm blowing out the light," she said.
And he gave her a weird look, and said, "You know that doesn't work, right?"
Now he's probably truly convinced he married into a totally crazy family.
sue