Wednesday, February 08, 2012

And Humble, Too

Recycling again. A text conversation between Son-Two and I from 2008, when he was a freshman in college.

Out of nowhere, after 10 p.m. comes this text from Son-Two: What hand does an engagement ring go on?

Me: Ummmmm...left.

Son-Two: Thanks. Lol. No worries.

Me: Was hopin' not.

Son-Two: Yeah, a friend was wondering.

Me: Yeah, it goes on same hand/finger as wedding ring.

Son-Two: Yeah. I was right, but they needed reassurance.

Me: Oh--they aren't acquainted with your perpetual rightness?

Son-Two: They are. They just resent it.

Me: I feel your pain.

7 comments:

  1. Smarty-pants of the world, unite!

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  2. Wonder where he gets it from? =0)

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  3. Your Son-Two and my Son-One must be well acquainted with one another. They think alike.

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  4. This simple exchange says so much. It seems like you have such close and fun relationships with your children. I love it.

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  5. "Me: Oh--they aren't acquainted with your perpetual rightness?

    Son-Two: They are. They just resent it.

    Me: I feel your pain."


    Oh I do too!! ;)

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