Yesterday, my son called after school (he was with my ex-husband), and was telling me about his day.  He had a “purple day” with no warnings (which is a good thing), and his special was blah, blah, blah, and on and on he went.  Oh, and Dale had just taken him for a haircut, so he had to tell me about that too.  And tell me that he would need a bath, because they put goop in his hair.

Anyway, because it was a Monday and he had hot lunch, I asked, as I usually do, “What’d you have for lunch today?”

Him: “Scorpion tails!”

Me: “Whaaaat?”

Him: “Scorpion tales.  They chopped off the scorpion part and gave us the tails for lunch, mom.”

(He is telling me this with complete serious-ness, btw)

Me: “Whaaat?”

Silence…. a couple of beats go by…. I sit wondering what in the world…shaking my head a little.

Him: “No, mom… I’m just kidding… I had chicken….  bahahahahahahaha”

Me: Spontaneous Laugh Out Loud Laughter

He got me.  Flat out got me.  It’s not nearly as funny in type as it was in person, but my son?  He is growing up.  And this was so much better than his knock knock jokes and silly crazy statements that are for some reason supposed to be funny.  This… this was a real, tease my mom and make her laugh because I’m actually saying something funny, funny.

I guess this is what 10-days-away-from-being-in-1st-grade looks like?