Prince Riley, my shark nut, got a shark week DVD for Christmas.
He watched it for a while.
"Well, what do you think?" I made the mistake of asking.
With contempt, he answered, "This sucks! They don't show anyone getting eaten."
So...probably not the prince you want to run into in a dark alley at night.
And he has added Jaws to the amazon wish list.
Yeah. I don't think so.
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I just realized that most days after school, Riley asks, "Find any good shark attack stories today, Mom?"
I don't know why I just got this. Maybe since he is home all day right now and I just realized how much he brings the topic up.
Anyway, I also realized that any time I come across a shark story, I mark it for him.
So we are apparently locked into this together. I supply his crack. He consumes it and then tells me if it was cool enough.
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Why can't he be attracted to a hobby like telling his mom how incredible her red hair is? I could really get behind that kind of daily activity.
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