...taking a call from teenagers; for example, this conversation that I had with Mikey and the Man-Cub** yesterday:
MC: Hi mom! Can I spend the night at Mikey's?
C: I guess so.
MC: Cool! Can I have $20?
C: I don't have $20. Sorry.
MC: If I leave a twenty on the counter, will you go to the store and buy me a card for my Xbox?
C: If you have a twenty, why do you need one from me?
MC: I just thought I would ask. So, will you get me the card?
C: No, sorry. I'm not going to the store today.
C: Sorry, no.
MC: Ok, hey, Mikey wants to talk to you.
M: Hi Second Mama!
C: Hi Second Son!
M: Do you love me better than First Son?
C: That depends; what do you want from me?
C: Then, yes; I love you more.
M: Thought so!
MC: That's just mean.
I love those boys.
**Wouldn't Mikey and the Man-Cub be a great name for a boy band? I'm totally suggesting that to the boys. Too bad neither of them can carry a tune...