Alex and I went to Culver's for lunch today since he's off of school. As we were finishing up, he started talking about what kind of shake he wanted. I chimed in with my input but was quickly silenced when he said, "I mean...you can get one for you if you want to, but I was gonna get a chocolate shake." Alrighty then.
I asked if he wanted me to order it, and he assured me he could do and asked what I wanted. I told him I didn't need anything because we have ice cream at home that I could eat. And then he looked at me with the most sincere face and said, "Mom. If you want a mint Oreo shake, you should get one. You deserve it. You deserve a treat."
I am terrified about what he must have planned for this afternoon.
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