from the mouths of babes
Posted by Dalene | July 3, 2008 | 18 Comments
I love teenagers. You never know what to expect. And that certainly keeps life interesting.
The following conversation took place a few weeks ago between my oldest son Luke (yes his real name–because he’s over 18), my second son, Z~ (17) and my daughter L~(13):
Z~: Girls are like an oven. Boys are like a microwave.
L~: Yeah because you can put tin foil in the oven and it won’t catch on fire.
Z~ (who may have been learning a lot more than I realized in physiology this past year): No, because you have to pre-heat an oven.
Luke: Ovens cost more.
Z~: If you look at the back of hot pockets it takes a minute and a half in a microwave and a whole 15 minutes in the oven.
Z~: Microwaves take up less counter space.
L~: You can’t cook a turkey in a microwave.
Luke: Ovens smell better, except when they’re cleaning.
(Go figure–have you ever heard of a self-cleaning microwave?)
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July 3rd, 2008 @ 9:46 am
Oh my that is too funny! Was that how the conversation ended? I would love to be a fly on the wall…but not in the oven or microwave.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 9:50 am
That’s about how it ended. The thing I love about teenagers is they are so completely random. And in this particular case I loved how in some ways they were expressing truths to which they were completely oblivious. Never a dull moment, I tell you. And it gets even more interesting when you throw a few friends into the mix.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 9:55 am
That’s awesome!
How much thought do you think Z~ has given that? Because he’s totally on to something….
Mostly crap comes out of a microwave.
The possibilities with the oven are endless…..plus, the reward is absolutely worth the wait.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 10:06 am
Microwaves heat up inside, ovens heat up the whole room.
The conversation can go on and on, can’t it? LOL
July 3rd, 2008 @ 10:21 am
So funny! Sounds like they know more than I did at their age.
What a great simile. I thought I should drop that in just because we’re all literary and all here at Segullah.
Thanks for giving me a laugh to start off my day.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 10:46 am
I love that – “a whole 15 minutes”
July 3rd, 2008 @ 11:00 am
I love “ovens smell better . . . ”
Clever kids you’ve got, Dalene!
July 3rd, 2008 @ 11:18 am
Um . . . what?
That’s too funny! I thought I was following along until they got completely random.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 12:49 pm
They have just summed up my entire relationship. I love it!
July 3rd, 2008 @ 1:04 pm
Kids are so funny!
July 3rd, 2008 @ 1:58 pm
Sounds like your boys will know exactly how to treat their wives in the uh… preheating dept.
July 3rd, 2008 @ 3:49 pm
Dalene,
I am so happy to hear that they stay funny even when they are older. I thought that went by the wayside with princess jammies..
July 3rd, 2008 @ 4:45 pm
bek–never fear. I could tell you stories. I mean you do get sullen and ornery, too, but the random banter completely makes up for it.
July 4th, 2008 @ 12:43 am
Love it, Dalene.
July 4th, 2008 @ 6:28 am
Dalene, I’m so glad.
July 5th, 2008 @ 12:19 am
This is begging for cross-stitch.
July 11th, 2008 @ 12:36 am
And I SO want to see that cross-stitch on your wall…
October 3rd, 2008 @ 6:09 am
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