Me: I made dinner. Now you do the clean-up, then we can watch another Key & Peele.
Son: OK.
[15 minutes pass]
Me: I see a piece of Saran Wrap haphazardly thrown over the salad bowl.
Son [agreeably]: Yes.
Me: Is that cleaning up?
Son: ...
Me [getting huffy]: What do you think a fair split is, dinnerwise? I make dinner AND clean it up?
Son [weighs options]: I was awaiting further instruction.
I thought the beloved son's job was to eat food which is bad for him and watch sports on TV, while making copious messes?
ReplyDeleteI think you are channeling Beloved Son! Although he's less a sports-guy than a random-You-Tube-videos guy. You nailed the copious mess and crappy food aspect, though. It's almost like you were once a twelve-year-old boy. :D
DeleteUm. Love this post!
ReplyDeleteI need to do more of these, while he is in quotable-quotes phase.
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