No longer Question of the Day

[elfie_elfie]

The boy is getting sassy. And growing a wit or two. There's no denying it or stopping it. Witness:

Mom: Those sandals have to go at the end of this month. They're practically shredded.
Dragonboy: I like my sandals. I don't like wearing shoes.
Mom: I'm not getting you new sandals when we're going to switch to winter boots in just a month.
Dragonboy: That's okay, I'll wear the sandals.
Mom: No. They're not fit to wear to school.
Dragonboy: I can still do them up.
Mom: They're being held together with duct tape. [Thanks, cheap-wad Dad. Sheesh.]
Dragonboy: They still fit. And I like my Optimus Prime boots from last year. We don't need to go shopping. I hate shopping.
Mom: Optimus Prime didn't survive last winter. You wore those boots out too.
Dragonboy: They STILL FIT.
Mom: This wouldn't even be an issue every year if you'd just listen to me and stop growing. But noooooo, you just keep GROWING.
Dragonboy: Well, YOU keep pushing VEGETABLES at me. If you'd let me eat more candy, I wouldn't be growing so much. HA.
Mom: ...
Dragonboy: So. Kit-Kat for supper?