Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Hump Day

Last night hanging out on the couch in our pj's, Gavin says, "Mom, what's hump day mean?"

I said, "It's the middle of the work week, when you hit the hump it's all down hill from here till Friday."

He replies, "That just sounds wrong!" Which is what he says, when any words like balls, nuts, etc can be used in a sentence with multiple meanings.

I came back with, "What makes that word sound wrong? What do you think hump means?"

He quickly uses a phrase I say all the time, against me, "You tell me."

I can't help but laugh. I'm not falling for that one. The joys of being a mother of a 4th grade boy. Either way it's clear he knows all the fun terminology for the birds and the bees discussion.

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