The boy has missed his shopping trip with nana and papa for a couple weeks because of work, so they decided to grab him after he got off this afternoon for dinner. About an hour after they left, this happened via text:
From Boy: HELP ME!
Me: You’ll survive.
From Papa’s Phone: The Boy is being mean to us!
At which time I started laughing hysterically, because it amused me so.
Then my phone rings, call from Boy – I let it go to voice mail, because I was call him at the same time – voice mail is: “She put me on hold. ON HOLD!” with Nana and Papa laughing in the background “I’m gonna get you when I get home…”
Then I call them back.
Nana: The Boy’s being mean!
Me: You know, if you three can’t behave, I’m going to have to go along and chaperone the next time…
Nana: Tell the boy!
Boy: Aw HELL no….
Nana: GASP! That’s the SECOND time he’s cursed in front of me. Bring the soap!
Then, when he got home (ice cream and cookies in tow! Yum!)(Yes, I know that I said I don’t have a sweet tooth, but these are double stuffed oreos with PEANUT BUTTER. Which is totally different. They’re not sweet. Nope.) he tells me this:
Nana can be DIRTY mom! See, I stole papa’s magnifying glass, and he said that’s how we make Nana’s boobs bigger, and then Nana stole it and put it at his GROIN and said “A girl can dream” and did I mention this was in the CHECKOUT LINE AT THE STORE and the workers were all laughing and OMG MOM!
Apparently he expects such comments from Papa, but Nana fighting back is mortifying. *snicker* I offered to go along and chaperone again and he said no way – because Nana and I and Papa together would be SURE to embarrass him! HAHAH!
Don’t you wish you had MY family?! You know you do. It’s ok to be jealous. *grin*