This is an actual conversation that occurred in my home last evening while FringeMan was putting the finishes touches on the kitchen plumbing and I was wondering how in the world I was going to cook dinner in the middle of a tsunami type disaster.
My son and his friend were wildly running around the house screaming, when I suggested that they play something like legos, army guys, or monopoly – anything that would keep them busy and relatively quiet.
“We are playing something.” My son stated.
“Kill each other!”
Without looking up from the pipes under the kitchen sink, Fringeman yelled out, “Well, go kill each other outside.”
“Okay.” Came two responses and all I heard was the slam of the door and muffled screams from the front lawn.
Somehow I think I should be worried.