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.
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6 comments:

  1. cdnkaro2/9/12, 6:28 AM

    I'll second that!

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  2. Unknown2/9/12, 9:16 AM

    Smarty-pants of the world, unite!

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  3. Julie DeMille2/9/12, 10:40 AM

    Wonder where he gets it from? =0)

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  4. Mark O'Neill2/9/12, 12:02 PM

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

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  5. TangledLou2/9/12, 12:57 PM

    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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  6. Noisy Quiet2/10/12, 7:04 PM

    "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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