孤兒

I just learned that I became an orphan tonight. Sort of in a way. My mom announced at dinner tonight that my dad was reinitiating his courtship of her.

Huh? courtship?

My mom was laughing wholeheartedly and commented that dad would have a hard time winning her heart because he had nothing good to offer. My dad protested and said he had his handsome look and (trying to pull me into the water) that's why he had a good-looking son.

Huh? good-looking?

"Dad," I said "First of all, I don't think I am good looking... and if I am, I don't think I got that from you." (I said that jokingly, of course.) Mom concurred and reminded us all that how weird dad's lips looked, with a much thicker lower lip that bulged out like a sausage.

Huh? a sausage?

Anyway... with my dad going back to square one with my mom... and restarting this dating business again with mom... who am I? A 孤兒?