I troll around a little on some of the web sites that the boys look at so I know what they are talking about. It works most of the time.
The other day Josh tried to make a scumbag steve reference joke. Judging by the bulging eyeballs, red face, forehead vein pop and hanging wide open mouth on the husband's face, I'd say he was just about 10 seconds of total shock asphyxiation when I jumped in and saved Josh's arse. Josh didn't really know that 10 year old kids shouldn't say scumbag. These things can happen when a kid has two much older brothers.
Today Josh was playing minecraft on line and talking to a friend on speaker phone about it when he made a "Midnight train to Georgia" joke, which flew way over the friend's head. The friend had no idea. So Josh said he wished that the speakers on his lap top were working so he could play some music for the friend. The friend played a song on his computer and it occurred to me that it might not have been to Josh's social advantage to raise him on a steady diet of my personal choice, 70's top 40 music, when Josh started to sing along with the current pop hit the friend was playing. Not sure how Josh did it, but I am sure glad he managed to overcome that stifling music hurdle.
The high school trainer called me about 15 minutes before Evan's football practice was over tonight. Evan has a head injury. Luckily I had to open a brand new bottle of wine so I could use 1/4 cup of it in my dinner preparations. Evan might be seeing rainbows out of the corner of his eyes, but I have a lamp shade on my head.
(No, seriously, I called the pediatrician who is not worried at all since Evan didn't puke or black out)