I love those moments before the kids fall asleep. Not just because, duh, they’re about to shut the hell up and go to sleep, but because that’s the time when they tell me little tidbits about their day and their lives. Like my 12 year old daughter told me that she wants to excel at science because science is cool.
And my nine year old Young Ladrinka told me that his friend Ben farted during math and confessed to it and then a few hours later, Young Ladrinka smelled the exact same smell and asked Ben if he farted again and Ben said “no” and Young Ladrinka knows that he’s lying because it was the exact same smell as the math fart.
Have a nice weekend!
P.S. I’m hungry.