Boy Child, being flesh of my flesh or whatever, enjoys talking. A lot.
He's a good kid. One of the sweetest kids ever, honestly. Every time I have a parent/teacher conference the teacher always politely tells me that "Boy Child is a very good boy...it's just...he talks so much"
And then the teacher spends another twenty minutes with me? And they are totally screaming on the inside, "HE GETS IT HONESTLY. GOOD LORD THIS WOMAN NEVER SHUTS UP."
Anyway, on the way home from camp the other day he and I were discussing our favorite topic: Various ways to get revenge on people.
I don't quite know why we discuss it so much or how exactly it became our favorite topic. But it seems like at least once or twice a week, we have some version of this conversation.
This one was particularly good, though.
Me: We should totally start a company! Beatdowns 'R Us!
Boy Child: SWEET.
Me: We could have an internet company too! http://www.wewillputthesmackdownonyourcandyass.com/ or something!
Boy Child: AWESOME.
Boy Child: Mom? We are so good at thinking up ways to get revenge on people, aren't we?
Me: Sadly, we are.
Boy Child: Yeah. I know. We're huge jerks.
I love that freaking kid.