My twelve year old son was playing Super Mario Brothers on the Wii with his friend tonight. My son has played the game so much over the years he’s come to almost hate it. His friend isn’t there yet. While blazing through each screen with ease, EC casually blurts out that quote. His friend looks at him puzzled. Welcome to the club.

This one came from my 11 year old son in a conversation I overheard between he and his grandfather. EC asked grandpa why he was skinning most but not all of the skin off a cucumber. Grandpa replied that he liked it that way. EC replied with, “Gee, I never knew old people could be so picky.” To which EC’s grandfather said something along the lines of “I’m not old.” And that led to the quote above.
My now ten year old son decided he’d play the part of the “Tooth Pixie” for his sister who lost her first tooth over the weekend. He left the following note:
I forgot to post this earlier. My now 10 year old son made this statement at his Grandma’s house over Christmas. The house is unique in that everyone who enters seems to lose at least one personal belonging (not including one’s mind). EC made the fun house reference after EC’s uncle couldn’t find yet another item of his.
EC’s mom made a casserole tonight. The recipe called for olives but she and I don’t like them so she gave EC a can of them to satisfy his need for a salt lick. I guess a casserole with a side of olives equals an olive cobbler. Not sure. Not sure I want to know.
My nine year old son yelled this out as the family was getting ready to go out the other day. I’ll take partial blame for this one, as I have the habit of saying “let’s roll” when I’m trying to get the kids ready to go somewhere. I don’t ever recall throwing trolls into the mix. EC gets credit for that.