Well, years later, he went out on a "non-date" with a girl kayaking. After it got dark, I text him to see where he was because I knew he could not still be kayaking. He joked that he was still in the middle of the water. I told him to "Butterfly it baby!" He joked back that he was doing the breaststroke instead. Oh, I thought, this kid is really pushing his luck with a smart comment like that. W..e..l..l... turned out, he was only correcting me on the swimming style that he had mastered back in the day. It was the breaststroke that he had looked like a frog and not the butterfly, so there really was no need for me to spit out my soda while laughing so hard when reading his text as I was thinking the worst of my teenage son. To be fair, they both started with a "b".
As an added bonus, I ended up pointing out to my son, and then later to one of my daughters, my original, not so PG, thinking mindset on the topic of what I thought he was saying. Way to go mom!
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