Enjoying National Cheeseburger Day at Farmer Boys with $1 burgers a young man approaches our table staring at Jordan and smiling. Jordan, after a moment of gathering herself seeing a person she knows out of context, says, "Oh, its a friend from school". But that's nothing special we chatted, finished our meal, the young lad gave Jordan a "gift", I glared judgingly (apparently that's not a word) at the back of his head as he walked away.
In the car on the way home...
Me: What was that kid's name? Matthew?
Jordan: Ethan. Mom, I thought you said we weren't going to be a long time? Now I won't have time to play with my friends!
Me: We are leaving so late because you stopped to talk to friends.
Justin: Yeah, you are getting mad about leaving friends to hang out with friends so you wont have time to hang out with friends.
Me: You have too many friends. Stop having friends.
Jordan: I have a friend at school and after I stabbed him...
Justin/Me: What? Back up. What do you mean you stabbed him.
Jordan: with a toothpick, but then...
Justin: Jordan, you really shouldn't stab people.
Jordan: No, its fine. He doesn't care.
Justin: Nobody likes being stabbed.
Jordan: No, after I did it he was like, its OK.
Justin: No. We don't stab our friends.
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