My child is growing up. Technically he’s half way to “adult” this year. Seems mad. In some ways he’s more grown up than half the adults I know. LOL. On the other hand I shake in fear of him behind the wheel, voting in elections, going war. Gulp.
On a happier note, this year I bring you amusing things he has said:
“That’s just wrong. You can’t change the nature of vampires.” – after I explained the premise of Twilight to him
“She’s the same level of crazy as me, we’re a good match.” – about a new friend
“Why would we hunt a bird? That’s a cat’s job.”
“Do you know how expensive jet pack fuel is?”
“I think we should go to Greece, but I’m gonna need an extra suitcase so I can bring sacrifices for the gods. I don’t want my liver being eaten for eternity.” (Too much Greek mythology, clearly)
and my least favorite:
“Why would anyone read a book about that?” after I explained Ostrich Mentality to him. Thanks kiddo. Always a joy.