My son, the conspiracy theorist.

7 Aug

while walking through the parking lot of a national big-box retailer…

L: M! Don’t step on the cracks!

M: Why not? They won’t break Mommy’s back, I promise.

L: No! The police put wires in the ground to know where we are and they didn’t do a good job hiding them so they got all cracky.

M: …

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Though I appreciate L.’s concern for our privacy, this exchange highlights a greater concern: Did M. actively step on cracks in order to break my back?

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2 Responses to “My son, the conspiracy theorist.”

  1. Celeste August 7, 2010 at 1:05 pm #

    NICE. These are awesome.

    • rocksanne August 7, 2010 at 1:19 pm #

      Thanks! Re-post the site to your friends!

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