You say interfere. I say helping.

Me:  Beaumont. What are you doing?

Beau:  Helping my dad type a text.

Me:  You can’t type.

Beau:  Says who?

Me:  Well…. keyboards are designed for fingers not paws.

Beau:  Details. Schmetails. I can still help.

Me:  You mean interfere.

Beau:  You say interfere. I say helping.

Me:  I say ‘get off the couch’.

Beau:  My dad says I can stay. I’m staying.

Sigh.  Seriously? Why do I feel  like with these two I’m never going to win?

They’re incorrigible.   

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