If our walls had ears...

Sunday, when I'm wondering if I'll be free to go to airport to pick up Soldier Boy:

Me *hangs up phone*: "Woo hoo! No Inbound today!"

DH *stops cold in the hall, looking at me with a look of complete confusion*: "Hunh?"

Me *wondering why he's wondering*: "No. Inbound. Mission. Today. At. All. So, I won't have to go in to open the clinic." *Dur to him*

DH *the light has dawned*: "OH! I thought you said 'No inhibitions today.' "

Me *giggle*: "Ah, I can see why you were so confused."

DH: "Yeah, I was wondering how it was going to be different than any other day around here."

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This evening, talking about the changes in the young 'uns since Biggest Brother has seen them:

Mom: "I always thought that, if you give kids freedom to express themselves in their hair and make-up and music and clothes, they wouldn't feel the need to constantly rebel about absolutely everything. And then Her Royal Highness came along, and showed me I was wrong."

Soldier Boy: "Well, she's your only girl."

Daddy: "And your parents had four. Now you know why they drank."

Soldier Boy *laughing so hard he turns bright red and can barely talk*: "Oh, it's wrong to be laughing about this, isn't it?"

I forgot how they gang up on me...

;-D He's only here for two tiny weeks. I think I can handle it.

BTW, didja see his hawt picture?