A conversation that would normally take two minutes
Talking to a ten year-old boy is a lot like talking to a happy drunk. Both ramble, are easily distracted, and laugh for no good reason.
The other night Youngest told a story that should have taken less than two minutes. Instead, we still weren’t sure what happened after ten. An excerpt:
Me: How was school?
Youngest: [...]
I know what kind of day I’m going to have before 7am
My children are genuine harbingers. How they behave in the morning tells me what kind of day to expect. I’d book them on talk shows or sell them to NBC executives, but my mom would never speak to me or make Eggplant Parmesan again.
I’m better off thinking positive thoughts and hoping for at least one [...]


