There are the sounds of shrieking from our bedroom. Then water running. A few minutes later I emerge into the living room.
Me (faux indignant): Your mom just poured Dr Pepper on my head!
Stepson: Why?
Me: For her own amusement!
Ss: Is she okay?
Me: Of course not! She's freaking nuts!
At which point he retreats back into the stable and rational world of Spongebob Squarepants. Poor kid. It must be hard being a teenager and knowing your the only sane person in your family.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
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