When He Comes To, I Get This

We went to a neighbor's holiday open house last night and a couple there commented on how wonderful it was to have grown children.

As in out of the house, completely.

Me, with more enthusiasm than socially acceptable: "Wow. Having your kids out and on their own. That sounds great!"

There's a tap on my shoulder. It's Stryker who says, "Woman, you have no idea how great that sounds, actually."

I'm not sure which should unsettle more, his eagerness to flee or penchant for "Woman" as maternal salutation.