The Monkey came to me this morning, as I was putting my makeup on and presented me with a picture. I do love his artwork!
Monkey: Look mom, I drew a.....a tooth!
I turned ever so slightly (as I was doing the liquid eye liner portion of my makeup routine) to look at his newest masterpiece.
Mom: Oh? A tooth huh?
My jaw dropped.
Monkey:*with a shit eatin grin* Yep!
My eye twitched a bit. I took a deep breath.
Mom: Thats a tooth is it?
And I gave him the look...the MOM look. The one that says 'boy, don't you lie to me. You know I'm not stupid right'?
Monkey: OK.....its not a tooth.
Mom: GIVE. IT. TO. ME.
Monkey: But I...
Mom: Give me the boobs Monkey, NOW.
Monkey: but, but, but.....
Mom: Hell no! Give that to me! And I swear to all that is good and decent if you draw that at school, I will ground you for a week. Give it to me.
Monkey: Its not a boob! Its the new symbol for my secret club. Can I just have half of it?
Mom: Find a new damn symbol. No, you cant even have half.
A tooth. Do I look stupid?