My son is pretty smart. Really. I'm not just a proud mama. Sometimes, though...
Saturday night, on the way out to dinner.
Robert: Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad.
Me: Hey, Robert.
Robert: What?
Then, again, Sunday morning...
Robert: Uh, Mom?
Me: Uh, Robert?
Robert: What?
He's a smart kid. I promise. Really, he is.
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