Today at aerobics I overheard the following conversations:
Conversation #1
Girl A: Let's pretend we're unicorns.
Girl B: Okay, I have pink hair and you have purple hair.
(They hold hands and run off)
Conversation #2
Boy A: I shot you in the back! Boom, boom!
Boy B: Arrggghh....I fell in acid and my skin is melting!
(Boy B writhes in pretend pain)
I'm not gonna lie. Sometimes these masculine antics scare me.
2 comments:
That is hilarious. The whole acid thing is slightly disturbing...
That kind of boy talk does make me a little nervous to ever have a son. Oh, well. I think that that type of "destructive" energy might be able to be channeled into worthy, masculine pursuits so that they grow up to be protective, upstanding citizens...I hope?
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