OMFG

While playing a sweet, innocent game of chess with my son tonight, I answered a text message.

(Don’t judge me. It was a text about happy hour. You would’ve done the same thing.)

Anyway, obviously frustrated, Grady started complaining that I was not paying attention. That’s when he said this… and immediately got my attention.

Grady: Can we please just play the friggin’ game!

Hands over mouth.
Grady’s face.
My face.
Both of us. Our faces.
Stunned. Silent. Shocked.
Two deer in headlights.

Then my husband chimes in.

Jason: Good manners, buddy.
Me: What? Good manners?
Jason: Yeah, I heard him say please.

OMFG. (If you don’t know what the F stands for, ask my son.)

 

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