I was sitting at the kitchen table attempting to update a few things online for my husband’s website. I had a plate sitting next to my laptop with a slice of cheese pizza and cheesy bread on it. Aaron runs/skips/dances/twirls over to me from the living room and says:
“Hey mama! Tomorrow can you go to the bank and get some money so that you can buy me a skateboard? I want to show you a SUPER COOL TRICK!”
I slowly close my eyes. It was a long week and I don’t even know how to respond to this ridiculous suggestion regarding how I should spend my weekend and/or money.
Me: “I’ll see what I can do.”
He leans his head down onto my dinner plate and picks up my cheesy bread with his little teeth. I glare in his direction and he just stares at me chewing…
He walks over closer to me and with nasty garlic breath he whispers…
Aaron: “Ask them for $100.”
Money does NOT grow on trees!