Conversations

In the living room at Pa's house, watching Solarmax:

Tristan:  "Oh, there's a GBT!"

Duncan, conversationally:  "Yeah, but it's not our GBT."

Tristan, mildly disappointed:  "Yeah, it's a different one."

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In the backyard at Dane's parents' house:

Duncan:  "Pappaw, my butt sounds like a tractor . . . except the engine isn't working very well."

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In the car, driving toward home:

Duncan, talking loudly over the music:  "Mom, I want some of those fish crackers that are pretzels.  Where are the fish crackers that are pretzels?"

Me: "We don't have those any more.  We only bought them once and you guys ate them all."

Duncan:  "Damn it."

Me, turning down the radio: "What?"

Duncan, louder:  "Damn it!"

Me, turning the radio off:  "What?!"

Duncan, even louder and very happily:  "Damn it!"

Me:  "Duncan, do you even know what that means?"

Duncan:  "It's what Dad says when the pretzels are gone!"