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At some level, I’ve known since before my oldest son was born that this moment would come. But when it did, it took me utterly and completely off guard. I was driving a car chock-full of boys home from a soccer tournament when my nine-year-old son piped up from the back.
“Hey Mom! I’ve got a funny joke. I’ll ask you a question and you say, ‘Ketchup and rubber buns’.”
“I’ve heard this one,” chuckled my 12-year-old son.
Snickers all around from the soccer players.
Apparently, I was the only one who didn’t know what was coming next.
My son: “What did you have for breakfast?”
Me: “Oatmeal and ketchup and rubber buns.”
My son: “No! Mom! Just say ketchup and rubber buns. Try again. What did you have for breakfast?”
Me: “Ketchup and rubber buns.”
“What did you have for lunch?” “What…
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