So, it's still summer holidays here. And although the days are fun and somewhat relaxing, some days are abit more challenging than others. Because son is getting bored.
We went out to eat at the local diner and our conversation had been reduced to this;
We're sitting staring at each other. I'm quietly enjoying my coffee and have no need for conversation. However, my 'lil dude in crime did.
He - "I need cheese."
sip....
He - "When I'm 13, I can watch the Simpsons."
sigh... desiring some REAL conversation...
Me - "Tell me something really interesting! Something I haven't heard before."
He - "Your roots are showing."
silence
He - "I want a driver's license."
He - "I want chicken."
my eyes glaze over about now...
He breaks out singing, "Peanut butter jelly time, peanut butter jelly time, way---YA! way---YA! Peanut butter jelly and a baseball bat! (sound effect of POW)"
Oh gosh, I need adult conversation. I'm dyin.
