The Hangover

I got a call this morning from my son’s friend’s mom.

Don’t worry, I always understand things better with an illustration, too.

She asked if my son could come play after school.

I told her yes, hung up and said, “Hey dude!” because it’s important as a parent to do whatever you can to relate to the younger generation. Botox. Skinny jeans. Knowing all the words to “Super Bass”. Calling your kids “dude”. Whatever.

“You’ve got a play date this afternoon!”

The backseat fell silent for a moment. I thought he’d be excited, but then the kid who is seven-days-away-from-finally-being-a-ten-year-old replied with a distinct eye roll, “Hangover. Mom, I have a hangover.”

I will spend the rest of this morning cleaning the inside of my windshield of the coffee that spewed from my nose.

“You mean hang OUT? You’ll be hanging OUT?”



And this is why it’s important to read to your children. The end.

4 thoughts on “The Hangover

  1. HAHAHA! Love it! Nothing like Morning Joe on the inside of your car windows to start your day!
    Re: Michelle’s comment: My daughter likes Hammer Cheese Samiches. Took me awhile to figure out what she was referring to…Ham & Cheese Sandwiches. yea, I can be a bit dense.

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