The phone rang twice this morning for no good purpose (solicitors), so I decided to get up.
Then Dustin knocks on the Bedroom door. The second time...I just said what!
We're not dressed, don't wanna get dressed...WHAT!!! He said, um, what time are we going to see Grandma today?
I said WHAT, this afternoon, of course. She just got out of the hospital, and she's/we are just waking up.
So, I suppose he went to the neighbors house to mooch some Playstation while telling DJ (their very intelligent son) that he's glad to have him as his friend. He knocks on their door at least 8 times a day.
Anyway, realizing Dustin was bored, I got up, made some expresso, sat down with Dustin and Jennifer at the table.
Dustin goes on, Jennifer, remember that kid, who used to pick us up, well, sometimes he'd pick me up from school, after the bell rang, and I'd sometimes, well, most of the time, do my homework, do you remember him.
I SAID WHAT!!!!????
Exactly, how do kids think?