I truly enjoy some of the deep, philosophical conversations
we have at bedtime. The chat transcribed below was not one of them:
Me: So, you have everything you need for tomorrow?
11yo: Yup.
Me: EVERYTHING you need for school?
11yo: Yup.
Me: All packed and ready to go?
11yo: Yup.
Me: Are you sure?
11yo: Yup.
Me: Even that thing I asked you about at dinner that I said
I wasn’t going to remind you about which I may or may not be asking about at
this very moment?
11yo: Oh…no...
Me: What do you still need to get?
11yo: The laptop.
Me: And what do you think you should do about it at
this very moment?
11yo: Ask you to get it and put it with my backpack?
Me: Want to try that again?
11yo: Get up and put it with my backpack?
Me: Yup.
While I am slightly concerned with his lack of preparedness
for school and his inability to read my demeanor showing I was not really in the mood
for attempts at humor, I am exponentially concerned with his grammar and blatant over-use
of the non-word “yup.” I can't imagine where he gets it.
No comments:
Post a Comment