I was chatting with a couple of Grade 4 kids the other day. (We were speaking French, but I’ve translated what we said into English because Jazz is one of my only readers who would understand if I wrote it in French!)
me: Hey Jade, is your dad back from his business trip yet?
Jade (giggling): Yeah, but now he and my mom are in Mexico.
me (also giggling): Really? He was just away back east and now he and your mom went to Mexico?
Jade: Yeah, they went on Sunday.
me: And they didn’t take you and your brother?
Jade: No, they said they wanted some alone time.
me: Oh, right, parents do that sometimes.
Jade: My parents always say they want alone time!
Greg (sighing, shaking his head): My parents do that too. But that’s what the night is for!
me (smile frozen on my face): What – what do you mean, Greg?
Greg: Well, parents have alone time in the night. They put the kids to bed and then they can be all by themselves.
me: Ohhhhhh …
(Guess where MY mind was going?!)