Yesterday, Starshine bounced into my room to get the swimsuit he'd left drying over the edge of my bathtub. The ensuing conversation sounded like this:
Me: Hey! Who's taking you to the pool?
Starshine: Um ... guess.
Me: No really, who's taking you to the pool?
Starshine: *rolls eyes* My friend.
Me: You have a lot of friends. Which one is it?
Starshine: My bestest friend.
Me: Okay, that narrows it down to--
Starshine: *who, at this point, is now stark naked* It's only my bestest friend in the whole world whom I've known since the second grade!
Me: Oh. Dane?
Starshine: *pulls swimsuit on and grabs a towel* Yes! I knew you could guess it.
Me: Wouldn't it just be easier to answer my question in the first place rather than go through all that?
Starshine: *looks at me with pity* Mom. It's more of a challenge that way. Talking to me be should be an experience.
Me: It certainly is.
