Last night, Medium Fry was kinda helping me get things set up for dinner. As I was working, she was talking about how she didn't like homework sometimes.
"Would I have homework in college?"
As previously stipulated here, Medium's subject changes are not entirely unexpected.
I chuckled. "Oh, yes, honey. You'll have homework in college."
"Then what will I do aftewr college?"
"Probably get a job, based on what you studied."
"Owr join the Awrmy."
Oy. I should not have been surprised, but I was, since XSIL is so infrequently discussed. But I knew immediately that this was the person who Medium was thinking of.
"Well, just because you don't get a job doesn't mean you have to join the Army."
My middle child should come with laser sights on her conversations, I'm telling you.
"Why did Mommy XSIL join the Awrmy?"
"I don't know, honey." Not entirely true, but not entirely false either...I know why she said she joined, and I know why I suspect she joined, and those two things do not match up.
She does? Um, we don't talk about why XSIL joined for obvious reasons.
"Because she wanted to get away fwrom us!"
We've never said that around ANY of the kids, again, for obvious reasons. We really try not to bad-mouth the bios around the kids. Really try. We save our venting for our friends. After the kids are asleep, or when they're not around.
Why is it these things always crop up when Daddy is gone?
You don't need any further proof that Medium is one smart cookie, do you?