RTB and a convo with the TK

Despite chaos ensuing due to bathroom demolition, a last-minute decision to go out of town this weekend (which I’m frantically preparing for) and what should have been an easy Trend Micro renewal turning into a horror show that took both of my computers down for hours, I managed to get a post up at Romancing the Blog.

Whew.

Conversation with the Tall Kid this morning:

TK: Mom, why is there an Encyclopedia of Serial Killers on the coffee table?

Mom: Research.

TK: Women want to marry serial killers?

Mom: They’re the villains, not the heroes, dummy.

TK: There are villains in romances?

Mom: Could you be any more like your father?

TK: Sure, if you want me to.

Mom: Never mind.

TK: It’s just creepy. M—’s mom has decorating magazines on her coffee table.

Mom: Martha Stewart, Martha Woods…what’s the difference?

TK: Who’s Martha Woods?

Mom: She killed a bunch of kids from the 40’s to 60’s.

TK: Creepy. I’m going to read normal stuff on Wikipedia.

Mom: If you bring me another article on how to more effectively clean house, you’re grounded.

4 Responses to “RTB and a convo with the TK”

  1. Charlene Says:

    :lol: That puts Martha Stewart in such an interesting light!

  2. amie Stuart Says:

    :popcorn: LOL now my oldest would take the book and read it.

  3. Annmarie Says:

    My mama had a bloody ear nailed to the wall of her home office with a note attached to it from Theo Van Gogh to his brother Vincent to pick up after himself. The TK is LUCKY. Try explaining THAT to your friends!

  4. Michelle (MG) Says:

    :lmao: why are your conversations with your kids infinitely more funny than my conversations with my kids?
    Me: clean your room and get dressed
    either older child: why?
    Me: because we are having people come through to see the house today
    dd: why?
    Me: because we’re not going to be living here anymore, we’re moving, remember?
    dd: do we know them?
    Me: (sigh) No - just go do what I asked
    ds: if we don’t know them why do we have to clean?
    me: Because I said so. Go. ARGH