It's complicated.

Every year, the boys' school does a Mother's day and a Father's day.  The 1st - 3rd grade class writes essays for their parents.
Mine was posted yesterday - I'll have a picture of it up, soon enough.  (Now that I don't have my phone, remembering the camera takes a lot more thought.)

However, a few days before, I eavesdropped on this gem of a conversation:

Hubband: What did you write about, in your mom essay?
B-rox: It's complicated.
Hubs: WHAT???
B-rox: She's complicated.  I had to write two pages.

Priceless.  Just priceless.