It's Funny How Things...

Come out when you least expect it.

The other day, the middle one and I were out running errands.

He, being a typical smart assed teenager, was giving me crap about something I had said that he just HAD to argue with (with no valid argument I might add). I can't even remember what started the goofy exchange, but here's how it played out:

Me: Well, I'm left-handed.

SaT (Smart Ass Teen): Why?

Me: Because I was born that way.

SaT: Why weren't you born right handed?

Me: I didn't have a choice. (getting annoyed with his crappy retorts)

SaT: Yes you did. You could have been born right handed if you wanted to be.

Me: Shut up, SaT.

SaT: Is either Grandma or Grandpa left handed?

Me: Nope, but it doesn't matter.

SaT: Why?

Me: Because I was adopted, remember?

SaT: Wait. (long pause) WHAT?!

Me: You knew I was adopted!

SaT: NO! This is the first time I'm hearing this, MOM!

Me: Well, shit. Now you know.

This was followed by a lot of questions and a long conversation.

I'm such a fine parent...

~Kim