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Conversation with my Son

When Andrew came home from his first day of school he walked past me sitting at the table and threw his school folder down.  Before I could even say Hi he was down stairs on the X-box.  A little later I called him up to see how his day went.

Me: Andrew

Me Again: ANDREW

Me Again and Again: A N D R E W ! !

Andrew: Yah

Me: Come here I want to talk to you

Andrew: (eye roll, slowly moves up the stairs)

Me: How was school?

Andrew: What?

Me: (slower) How..was..school...?

Andrew: s'ok

Me: How do you like your new teacher?

Andrew: What?

Me: (slower) How.. do.. you.. like.. your.. new.. teacher?

Andrew: s'ok

Me: Do you have a lot of friends in your class?

Andrew: What?

Me: (very slow) Do... you... have... a... lot... of... friends... in... your... class?

Andrew: (shrugs) D'nt know

Me: (sighing) Andrew I just love our chats

Andrew: (come on people you already know what is coming) What?

Me: Nothing

Andrew: Hey, mom can I go to Justin's house?

Me: (smiling) What?

Comments

Crazy to think of Andrew being that old!! Hey we got the Prize in the mail yesterday!! Whoo Hooo!! Thanks again!
Too funny!! Sounds a lot like conversations that I have with Kevin. Hey, I wanted to talk to you about us coming up to your place sometime before it gets cold, and having you take our family picture; if you wouldn't mind. I'll call you.
Race Fam said…
I love it, what a boy.

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