I'm thinking if I just don't acknowledge it, the truth will never have to be known.
It's a way of life.
Today after dropping off Prodigal Son at school, The Manfriend and I walked down the hill together, prepping out the schedule for the day/week. Somehow "the hierarchy" question came up.
I felt uncomfortable and tried to change the subject. He joked and tried to reorder the hierarchy.
I chuckled nervously, and tried redirection.
Was his joke a joke? Is the restless answer in my mind a joke?
The Hierarchy according to Manfriend:
3) The Kid
4) Maybe The Manfriend
The clarification/joke - What's first Knitting or Zumba?
The redirection - "Oh honey, don't make me choose!!"
The truth - it just depends on the day of the week.