Brother: “Mom? Do you know how to get a girl?”
Brother: “I mean do you know how I’m going to get a girl?”
Me: “Maybe tell her jokes??”
Brother: “Nope. First, I’m going to give her a wet willy and then, I’m going to frizzle her hair.”
Me: “Oh. You think that will work for you?”
Brother: “Well, I know jokes won’t work for me. I’m not into romance.”
Talking about the Israelites in the wilderness today and to review I asked Brother if he remembered why they were in the desert in the first place.
“A 40 year timeout?”
Yep, he’s nine.