Me: "I ask you, have you ever seen a more perfect pizza?"
Mommy & I, in chorus: "None. None more perfect."
Firstborn: "Was that a reference?"
Me: "Yes. But it was a pretty oblique reference."
Firstborn: "But at least I realized it was a reference."
Me: "It's also because your mother and I are telepathic aliens."
Firstborn: "Oh. Does that mean I'm a telepathic alien?"
Me: "No, you're adopted."
Firstborn: "What?"
Beautiful Wife: "You're adopted."
Me: "Stolen, actually."
Beautiful Wife: "We stole you."
Me: "So every time you've thought, 'I'll bet my real parents wouldn't treat me like this,' you were probably right."
Firstborn: "Oh. Okay."
Beautiful Wife: "Your real parents are better people than we are. Except we're not people."
Firstborn: "You're people, you're just not human."
...And that was where I broke out laughing and couldn't continue. I think we've been both complimented... and totally schooled.
That he recognizes you as people, human or not, is a testament to the fact that you're raising them right.
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