The End of Innocence
Overheard conversation…
Cricket is on the phone, talking her face off to one of her friends. Or, rather, I should say, to one of Gothboy’s friends. Gothboy’s girlfriend, Gothgirl. Cricket is yammering in her Cricket style fashion, which consists of a lot of “like” and “you know” and “no way!” presented in rapid fire succession in a way only tween and teen girls can fully comprehend.
In between all the “like” and “you know”, I hear the following…
Cricket, in a singsong voice: Hey Gothboy…
Gothboy, in a leave me the hell alone voice: What?
Cricket, still singsong: Gothgirl says she loves you. *giggle*
Gothboy, lowering his voice an octave but no longer sounding annoyed: I love her too.
Cricket: *giggle*
Sabre: AAAIIIEEEEE!
And there, with no trumpets and no fanfare, went all of my delusions that one of my sons would stay a little boy.