So school pretty much sucks for both the Boy and the Girl, but God bless 'em they are doing their level best to make a go of it anyway. The three of us are nothing if not tenacious.
My work/personal/natural life sucked pretty hard last week too so the Boy Child decided to entertain me on the drive home from school today with "Passages from the Bible, as told by a Rap Guy".
I'm not kidding.
(Also? Yes. He really said "Rap Guy")
The book of Revelation? Well, I nearly ran off the road. (Included? "Awwww NAW! Look at that crazy biznatch!" That's just a highlight too, I seriously wish I had a tape recorder in the car)
After he told me several tales and I attempted to continue to drive straight, lest I attract the attention of any police personnel, he said, "Mom. I'm sorry if this is bad. I'm just trying to make you laugh."
"It's not bad," I told him. "It's just a unique way of telling the story."
"Unique AND sinful!" he declared, gleefully.
What on Earth will I ever do with myself when and the Girl Child grow up and move away from me? Seriously?
I'm going to be the most obnoxious mother-in-law of all time. Truth.