I have 2 teen daughters, well 1 teen and one almost teen. Kate is the oldest at 14 and a half. That half is VERY important. It is halfway closer to getting that golden driver's permit. Sometimes we think she is going to be mature enough to get one. That her brain is not pouring out of her ears with some of the things she does and more importantly says.
I think we may have to wait on the driving permit if this is the way she is thinking.
This is our mantel. I bought this letter B before Christmas. It has been setting on our mantel since before Christmas. I've had people comment it on it. Ask me where I got it. You would think it wouldn't be a big deal. That everyone in the family would have noticed it. Right?
Katie just noticed it last week. We are sitting on the couch when she suddenly looks at the mantel and says:
"Oh, Mom, you got one of those letter thingys."
"Yeah, Kate. Thanks for noticing. We got it before Christmas. You're just now noticing? "
"It's been there the whole time?!"
"Yes. Everyday and twice on Sunday."
"Oh.....(long pause while she is still staring at the big B on the mantel)
I'm thinking the long pause is because she is looking at the pictures next to the B.
Nope. This jem comes out of her mouth.
"That's cool. But what does the B stand for?"
"Are you being serious Kate or are you joking with me?"
"Seriously, Mom. What does it stand for?"
By this time I didn't know if I should start laughing my butt off or start crying.
"Katie, what letter does our last name start with?"
Another pause. Then the lightbulb went off.
"Ohhhhhh. That's cool." She went back to texting.
"What did you think it meant?"
"I thought maybe it stood for Bible."
"Really Kate, and the Joneses just have a J for Jesus."
"They could if they wanted."
Yes, ladies and gentlemen. This is our future generation.
*wow, looking at the picture. I think I need to clean those mirrors. **