What a way to start the day

Jake and Patrick were doing some kind of chant-dance. I just asked Patrick what they were saying in this picture. "Ooh-ha, ooh-ha. Something like that, Mom."

As usual Jake was the last one to get out of the car when I dropped the kids off at our carpool meeting spot. Just before he closed the door, I turned around in my seat and said, “Bye, J-man, have a great day.”

He gave me his impish sideways grin. “Goodbye, elderly mother.”

I started laughing. “What?”

“Wait.” His eyebrows wrinkled. “What does that mean?”

“Old,” I said, “very old.”

“Oh.” He was visibly thinking, and for a second I thought I might get a compliment, or at least an apology.

Not this morning.

“Well, it is true, Mom. You are really old. Bye.”

It’s a good thing I taught middle school years ago and developed a thick skin. I’ve discovered I need one as a mom, too!