old (2007), Uncategorized

from friday afternoon, with w.

I do believe my children are freaks of nature. Case in point, W. in the following conversation, which I am guessing is a bit, uh, unusual for the average ten-year-old boy…

Me: Can you bring the chair into the kitchen?

W: No.

Me: Well, it was more of a request than a question.

W: I hate it when you phrase your imperatives as interrogatives.

Me: That’s the way I am. If you don’t like it, feel free to find another mother on the street.

W: Nah, I like you well enough.