Conversations with Adam

We are having a mid-afternoon kitchen dance party, as one does, when Adam breaks away from Olive and I and starts doing…a solo routine. A slightly disturbing solo routine. then this happens:

Adam: Madeleine! What do you think of THESE moves, huh?

Me: *literally speechless*

Adam: Is this twerking? Am I twerking? Is this how you twerk? Hey! Look at all of this twerking going on over here!

Me:  OhmygodIcan’tBREATHE