Tell Me It Doesn't Start This Young!

Yesterday, right after picking C up at school, he asks me if we can go to the football game Friday.

I tell him I don't know, we'll see.

Then I ask who said something about it.

He says he doesn't know.

So, I ask why he wants to go.

He replies, "So we can watch the cheerleaders!"

You.Did.Not.Just.Say.That!















And, now for the rest of the story. He told me that the cheerleaders had come and talked to them today.

I asked if they had cheered.

He said no.

I asked if they had done any tumbling and tried to explain to him what that was.

He again said no.

And I asked what they had done.

Stuff. Just stuff.

Stuff that evidently causes a boy to want to go to a game and watch them! ;)