Sunday, October 21, 2012

Farting rainbows

Timesboy- "I think it would be cool to have a dragon."

We go back and forth for a few minutes on the merits of having a well-behaved dragon as a pet. Then other supernatural magical pets come up.

Superteen- "I'd like a pegasus or unicorn."

Me- "Pretty sure unicorns are a-holes."

Timesboy- "Yeah, unicorns are all mean girls."

Superteen- "Yeah, but they fart rainbows and that's awesome."

Timesboy- "I'd really like a leprechaun."

Me- "Oooooh, they'd be worse than unicorns because they can talk."

Pretty sure the gentleman at the Running Company thought we were nuts when we came in debating the merits of a leprechaun over a centaur. These are the conversations we have when both children actually feel like joining in. This, or how to best survive a Zombie Apocalypse. (Hint, one prefers Walmart for crafting supplies, food, and ammunition all in one location, while the other prefers camping next to a well-stocked pond with a bow and arrow. Me, I prefer a Doubletree suite.)

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