WHen Ammo left for school he had no coat on. I said maternally,- well, really I said it nastily because I don't want a sick kid-
Put a coat on.
He said, there's one in the car.
I said, that's dumb. You have to walk to the car, what good does it do? WIll you put it on in the car?
I get this Teen "mom, you're so dense" Look-
No, it'll be all cold- I don't want to put it on all cold.
Well, will you put it on to wear into school, then?
He's getting very exasperated with me
Nooo! Then I'd have to carry it around with me all day.
By now, I realize that we are having one of those mother-son conversations where neither of us has any hope of comprehending the other and I give up, though I am burning to know why the coat is IN the car to begin with.
I should keep a list of all these puzzling questions for when they grow up- except that it may be like in Peter Pan when you forget about being in NeverNeverland, and they won't know the answers any more. |
