So, we're at the hairdressers (for the kids, not me. Go figure, the 'boys' wanted their hair cut) and the boys are done and waiting for Syd. Being the awesome mom that I am, I give them money to go get some pizza.
They get back and it goes like this.
Me: You do realize that I could buy an entire pizza from Costco for what the two personal pan ones were.
Kyle: Yeah, but these are delicious.
Jared: (looks at receipt) Hey, my Hawaiian was cheaper than your meat.
Me: Pineapple please...
Jared gives me some... eats a piece, puts the crust in the box and closes it.
Me: Are you going to eat that crust or what?
Jared begrudgingly gives me the minuscule sliver he didn't eat.
Me: Wow. That edge is kinda burnt.
Jared: Yeah. It's like the pizza you make us at home...
Kyle tries not to spit his mouthful across the salon. Looks at me does the hand in the air snap and says : Snap.
There's a word for that boy...but I won't use it here:)