All you frutescent-haired foppotees, put down your sinapistic sandwiches and unite!!

http://www.savethewords.org/

And no, I'm not cussing. Honest.

And the Reigning Champion, The Great and Powerful Mom!

I have outdone myself.

Truly.

Once again, I have proven that I am The Great and Powerful Mom.

How, you say? By taking advantage of the Young Man's medicine head.

...which I suppose is not really a victory, but it was fun!

I told him on the way home tonight that I purchased a Groundhog pizza for him to cook while I was away at school--in celebration of the day and all.

"Groundhog? Really?"
"Yep."
"People eat that?"
"Yep. Lots of people do."

Fast forward to bedtime. I ask, "So, are you going to have Kody over for some Groundhog pizza tomorrow?"
"Well, I don't know."
"Why don't you go check the freezer?"

He checks the freezer and can't find it.

I tell him to look again. He still can't find it.


"I found the sausage ones, but not the groundhog."


I actually have to point it out to him. "You know, GROUND HOG?"


Oh, to be 14 and zonked out on cold medicine...