I've already posted today -- but somethings I have to write down immediately or my middle-aged brain will forget what I was going to say.
Conversation with Boy as we cleaned the supper dishes (the dish part is irrelevant, but I need to write down that he helped with that so I can remember in the future that such co operative clean ups have happened.)
Boy: I gotta get me a barber.
Boy: Are there any barbers around here?
Me: I don't know. What's wrong with the hair dresser?
Boy: Ah. Hairdressers don't shave your 'stach and beard. A good old fashioned barber does that.
Me: (stunned) And this is a current problem for you??
Pause in conversation.
Boy: Have you ever seen anyone club a baby seal?
Me: No. On TV maybe.
Boy: Are you against clubbing baby seals?
Boy: Even though that is someone's livelihood?
Me: I'm not against making a living, I'm against the clubbing thing.
Boy: So you are against bonking it on the head.
Boy: If you are against that, what are you FOR?
Me: I'm for round bales and air conditioning.
Boy: Where did that come from?
Me: Where did this conversation come from?
Boy: Good point.
End of conversation.