Could you just....

I often get asked..."Could you just ask...." boy child to do this, or that, or something, or anything, and the answer to that is, no.  There is no 'just' anything in this house - there are days of preparation, there are pecs, there are neverending questions, there are insummountable problems, but there are no 'just' anythings.

Today son is wearing his PE kit to school instead of his school uniform - bikeability, don't you know, makes it easier if he goes in ready prepared and he can change into his school uniform later.  Makes.....it....easier.

Told him on Friday. Told him on Saturday.  Pecs it on Saturday. Told him on Sunday.  Laid out his PE kit on Sunday.  Showed him his school uniform in his bag on Sunday. 

Monday morning....

Son: Mummy, where's my school uniform?

Me;  In your bag, remember you're wearing your PE kit this morning and getting changed later.

Son:  I am?

Me: Yes, look at your pecs

Son: I don't remember anyone telling me this

Me: PE kit is laid out - go put it on

A suspiciously long time later

Me;  Why have you got your pyjamas on under your PE kit?

Son: OH OH, I didn't see them there

Me: Pyjamas off and PE kit on please

A short while later

Me:  Where are your school socks?

Son:  Washing basket

Me:  You haven't worn them to school yet

Son:  Oh Oh

Ready to leave...

Son:  Mummy, where are my school shoes?


and back to the top...

I think therefore I am ...... right

Son:  Mrs B is cooler than Mr B and Mrs M combined..... and that is technically true.

Me: is it technically true or is it your opinion?

Son:  It's my opinion, which makes it technically true

It's a shoe in

On being told that he had put on the wrong shoes with his school uniform this morning...

'Darn it, why are there so many shoes?  You just get used to wearing apair of shoes and then you have to change them'

I spy....

Son:  I spy with my little eye something beginning with 'P'

Me:  Give up

Son:  Penis

Me (sighs): OK

Son:  Sometimes my penis goes straight

Me:  Yep that will happen

Son:  How do you know??

Always a good conversation to have at a bus stop

One of the many reasons....

I love my son

Son:  Mummy what does gay mean?

Me: Well, you know how men and women can fall in love and want to be together?

Son:  Yes

Me: Sometimes men fall in love with men and women fall in love with women and they want to be together and we call that being gay.

Son:  Oh ....... Ok

Infamy, infamy, they've all got it in for me

Me:  Would you like to be famous?

Son: No

Me: Why not?

Son: Because people follow you and take your picture all the time.

Me: Can you name anyone famous?

Son: William Shakespeare

Am I a little proud that the first famous person my son thinks of is Shakespeare?

True, especially as the kids at school thought my impression of,  'We are not amused' was Simon Cowell

A Royal Favour

Me:  What do you know about Charles II?

Son:  He was a party animal.