Jon was about to slip away when his mom suddenly opened one of the playhouse windows near him and found him standing right outside it. "Uh ... hi, Mom." It was all he could manage to get out. He was so flustered.
"Hi, yourself, Jon," his mom giggled, playfully greeting the rather flabbergasted teenager, who had seemingly appeared right outside her playhouse window. "Wanna play house? I can be the mommy and you can be the daddy. It'll be so much fun! Please, please, please!"
"Uh ... okay," Jon finally said, giving in and making the childishly dressed adult woman smile ear to ear. It was quite eerie and more than a bit unsettling. To hear his 38-year old mother talk about playing house and to seemingly enjoy doing so was beyond weird.
Despite all this, Jon joined in and played house with her for a good half hour, before she grew tired of it and wanted to do something else. She clearly had his cousin's short attention span as well as her style and personality. But Jon wondered how someone like her could even function, given her age and the fact that she was both a wife and a mother.
"You're fun, Jon. I like playing with you," she told Jon. "Now, let's play something else," she suggested mischievously.
