Him: Hey Mom, whatcha doin’?
Me: Making cookies for Gal Smiley’s Halloween party.
Him: Oh, that reminds me, I signed you up to make cookies for my party.
Me: Um, a little more notice next time would be good, buddy.
Him: I figured you wouldn’t be busy.
Me: SNORT. So, what kind do you want?
Him: Those soft molasses ones.
Me: Are you sure you don’t want something more festive?
Him: No, everyone LOVES those.
Me: Everyone? How does everyone even know what they are?
Him: Well, sometimes when you put them in my lunch I let other people try them.
Him: Sometimes I just don’t feel like eating cookies.
Me: You don’t feel like eating cookies.
Me: I guess this explains why you are a 52-pound ten-year-old.
Him: Mom? Everyone really loves your chicken nuggets, too.
Me: OF COURSE THEY DO.