My wife is out of town this week. So it’s guy week around the Levy household. It also leaves a lot of time of interesting conversation. Here are a few of my favorites from the past few days.
Son: Dad, why does Gina (name changed) keep hitting me?
Me: I think that’s her way of showing you that she likes you.
Son: By hitting me? That doesn’t make any sense.
Me: But that’s the point, she can’t make sense of how she’s feeling, so hitting you seems like the right thing to do.
Son: Oh, that’s weird.
Me: It’s actually kind of cute.
Son: Is that what people mean when they say someone is ‘hitting on them?’
Me: Probably. That seems right.
Being A Fan
Son: Are you rooting for the Giants or the Patriots?
Me: I don’t know. I guess the Giants. But only because the Colts aren’t in it this year.
Son: What if the Colts played the Giants, would you root for the Colts?
Son: I think I’m rooting for the Giants. But if the Patriots win, I’ll switch to them.
Me: That’s not how it works; you root for one team win or lose.
Son: Do you hate all teams from Boston?
Me: I wouldn’t say hate ….
Son: So I can be a Red Sox fan?
Me: OK, you can root for the Orioles.
Son: But that’s only because the Orioles stink, right?
Son: Just like the Colts.
Son: Dad, when can I have a cell phone?
Me: Not yet.
Son: I know not yet, but when. Next year? The year after that?
Me: Why do you want a cell phone?
Son: To call you when I need you.
Me: There are phones everywhere. You can use any phone to call me.
Son: I can’t send a text message.
Son: And I can’t contact you if I get into a bus accident on the way home from school.
Son: And I can’t call you to pick me up from the mall.
Me: Wait, you have never been to the mall by yourself.
Son: That’s because I don’t have a cell phone.
So that’s what’s on the mind of a 9-year-old. Cell phones, sports and getting ‘hit on’ by girls. Ahhhh, it never ends.