Me: What is this?
Son 2: Lord of the Rings
Me: Oh good. I’ve wanted to see this.
Me: I think this movie would be better if the main characters were more attractive.
Son 2: Really, Mom? They’re Hobbits.
Me: I understand, but they’re hard to look at. I just think this would be more interesting if they weren’t so…hobbity looking.
Son 2: glares
Me: And maybe not so dirty, either.
Son 2: They’ve been travelling. And they’re HOBBITS!
Me: You keep saying that, but I don’t understand how that makes it necessary for them to be so grungy.
Son 2: Have you showered yet today, Mom.
Me: Well, no. But that’s different. I just got back from a run.
Son 2: It’s 7 o’clock. At night. And that was your second run. And you haven’t showered yet, but you’re bagging on the hobbits.
Me: Fine. I will go shower. But I bet when I come back downstairs, I will be all clean and they will still be dirty and disgusting.
Son 2: Pretty much just like you during an ultra, huh?
Me: I wish you weren’t too old to ground.
Happy Running!
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Ha ha ha. Having kids keeps you humble … and clean.
Dammit they get too old to ground? I’ve got to work that ‘bagging on’ jargon into my convo. so I can continue to sound cool(ish). Thanks for turning me on to it. Happy weekend!
Thank goodness, Char, otherwise I’d probably only shower once a week! 🙂
Yes, you must use some of the lingo, Marcia. Unfortunately for me, it’s hard to keep up and I invariably lose track of what’s cool and what’s not.
Yes, what I find astounding is that the roles have been reversed. Now the boys are obsessed with showers and I am okay being gross. Pretty sure it was the other way around a few years ago, right?
Yes, Kirtin! I’m worried that right after one quits caring about showering, dementia follows! 🙂
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