I hate knowing less than the kid.

Me: It’s cold out here.
Red-Headed Menace:  No, it’s not.
Me: You ate, what, 4000 calories yesterday?*
Red-Headed Menace: I prefer to measure it in joules.

*He is in track — he runs middle and long distance, and throws discus.  He can run 10 miles at a stretch.  He routinely wipes the house out of food.  He also does not gain a pound.  This is annoying.

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