Wednesday, February 29, 2012

You'll Shoot Your Eye Out....

In case some of you are not up- to -date on my blog, seeing how I have new followers... I got knocked up when I was 18. In return for my careless and unprotected decisions at my tender age,  I ended up with one of the smartest, loveliest, and funniest boys. He will be turning 15 in March. Our drives to school are always filled with conversations that have me in giggles the rest of the day.

EJ: Can I have a BB gun?

Me: WHAT? You'll shoot your eye out.

E.J: Mom, seriously?

Me: I don't even know how I feel about you even having a water gun. Have you not watched the news? Kids are bringing guns to school and killing each other.

E.J: I know, Trevyn and I talk about this kid that gets picked on, and how we fear one day he's going to do that.

Me: That makes me sad. Seriously, kids are so mean. I'm going to cry.

E.J: Well, I don't really want to be here for that, soooo could you drive a little faster?

Me: E.J, be nice to him. Reach out. Sit with him at lunch.

E.J: He already does.

Me: He does?

E.J: Yeah, he sits with his friends and doesn't talk to us.

Me: E.J....


Me: Okay. Good enough.