Our daily walks around the neighborhood are still lovely, and the boys remain in good spirits. We are apparently settling a big dispute today with a “chocolate milk” blind taste test. King Soopers half gallon (perfect) versus full gallon (they water it down). Fairlife (an after-taste). Horizon Organic (too chocolatey). TrueMoo (the dark horse).
And sheltering in place with mom is getting a little…. well…
This morning, I received a joke from a friend that said “Congratulations, you’ve survived April… Welcome to Level 5 of Jumanji.”
Haven’t seen the movie. So I asked the kids to explain.
“Mom,” said our 17-year-old, “if your brain were a city, the humor section would be the city’s DMV.”
You know it’s bad when all three boys laugh.
Then, very slowly, with the sleepiest look on his face, and flattest tone to his voice, he asked, “Name?”