Conversations With My Demented Spawn

Kids are never ending source of frustration, rage, strange insight and hilarity . These are just some of the best conversations that took place today.
Boy child is 6, and Girl child is 9

Me: “Boy-child, it’s time for your spelling homework.”
BC: “Ok, is the first word ‘Dank Memes’?”

Girl-Child to Boy-Child: “Did you know Americans use to call chips ‘French fries’, but then they got mad at France, and they changed them to ‘Freedom fries’.”
BC takes off his shirt and runs around the room, “I’m a freedom fry, I’m a freedom fry.”
GC to me: “Why did they get mad a France anyway?”
Me: “I can’t really remember, I think they wouldn’t agree to support them in a war or something.”
GC: “Ugh!” rolls eyes, “that is SUCH an American thing to do.”
BC: “Wait, what’s a freedom fry again?”

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GC with Stalin Cat

Girl-Child during a conversation about stereotypes and how we tend to judge people based on their appearance: “That makes no sense at all, when I meet someone I don’t know who they are just by looking at them.”
Me: “No you don’t, but most people do without meaning to. Your Aspergers frees you from a lot of that judgement because you see things in a different way from Neuro-typical people. That’s one of your strengths.”
GC: “Then I’m glad I have Aspergers.” (awwwwwww!!)