So we're sitting at dinner and the discussion gets weird. Actually it rarely ever leaves weirdness but I like to pretend we have some semblance of sanity.
RePete's chin is green from magic marker or something so Pete tells her that if she eats too much broccoli she'll turn green. The discussion goes to carrots and other vegetables and then we talk about Flamingos and how they are actually white and how it's their diet that turns them pink.
I'm not real clear on how the conversation devolved from there. The wife said something about Flamingos eating microscopic fish.
Pete - the 10-year-old: Like body crabs on CSI.
The Wife: ?
Pete: Body crabs are microscopic.
The Wife: Body Louse. Not "crabs"
Pete: Do I have crabs?
Me: Let's hope not.
I couldn't participate in the conversation any more after that as I though I was going to spew my dinner on the table from laughter.
I think that Pete got my dumbass crazy airhead genes while the other two kids received the ones from my wife and what few good ones I have. The poor child...
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