As Charlie packed for this weekend’s camping trip, I mentioned he needed to brush his teeth before we left for the drop off. Our conversation went like this:
Me – Charlie, if you are done eating, brush your teeth and get your shoes on.
Charlie – Sure thing Mom. Wait, why do I need to brush my teeth?
M – Because you just ate dinner and y’all will be getting to the campsite late and you most likely won’t brush your teeth before going to bed tonight.
C – Or the whole weekend.
M – ?????
This also explains why the camping towel comes back every month still in it’s Ziploc bag and totally dry every time.
Boys are gross.