Wednesday, May 16, 2012

We Just Met

Before Boy#1's friend came to visit I wanted to make sure I didn't poison her so I had the following instant message exchange with One:

MomQueenBee: Does your girl have any restrictions on what she eats? Vegetarian? Lactose intolerant? Aversion to onions?

Boy#1: Not that I know of. She and I eat pretty much the same things.

MomQueenBee: Well, that will make life easier. 

Boy#1: She doesn't like tomatoes either.

MomQueenBee: (crickets)

MomQueenBee: What do you mean she doesn't like tomatoes either?

Boy#1: You know, like I don't like tomatoes.

MomQueenBee: You don't like tomatoes? 

Boy#1: (crickets)

Boy#1: Didn't you ever notice that every single time I got tomatoes on my hamburger I pulled them off and gave them to you?

MomQueenBee: Yes, but I thought you were just being nice.

Boy#1: How long have you been my mother?

Apparently not long enough.

Posted by MomQueenBee at 9:02 AM

3 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 16, 2012 at 1:59 PM

    That made me laugh out loud! :)

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  2. AnonymousMay 22, 2012 at 10:51 AM

    So funny... reminds me of a similar exchange I had with my oldest son. Love that line: Yes, but I thought you were just being nice.

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  3. Mom of 4June 20, 2012 at 10:57 AM

    This conservation can also play out with your husband of 18 years. And kid's taste change every 8 years or so, so there's a handy, scientific excuse for you. :)

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