I called boys down for dinner. John enters the kitchen with a serious somber face. He says, "I have something to tell you." Uh-oh. "I broke up." "You mean with Jillian?" "Yes." "Did you break up with her?" I asked. He seemed sad about it so I thought maybe she dumped him and he'd been crushed. "She still wants to be my girlfriend." "Well you can always just be friends, right? "I just feel like I'm too young." He says, his eyes now welling with tears. "Oh, Hunny, are you sad? It's ok." "I just feel like I'm not ready...I think I may not be the right boy for her." "Why do you say that?" "I don't know." He shrugs and now is fighting his tears and won't eat his dinner. "John you can stay friends, right? You told me you were "best buds" and she's the best girl you know." "I just feel like I can't do it." He says. "Well you don't have to do anything you don't want to do and this is why sometimes it's just best to be friends." "She still wants to be my girlfriend." "I'm sorry John, everything will be ok."
Cut to 5 minutes later...
John shouts, "Hahaaaa! Got ya!! Hahahahaaahhaaaaaaaaaaa!" "What?!" I ask totally confused. "Jillian is still my girlfriend. I just wanted to trick you! Did you think it was real?" "Ummmm yeah!" Ugh! He totally had me fooled. He even teared up! And had his super-sad-depressed-as-hell-John-face on. "Wow John. That was some good acting. Are you sure you weren't telling me the truth?" "Hahahhhaaaaaaaa! I was thinking of when Peter Parker told Mary Jane he couldn't be with her anymore. That's what I thought of." "Oh wow." I was dooped! "Don't worry, mom, Jillian is still my girlfriend, everything is just fine." (Ok good, because I was so worried;)
...Then Jake BURSTS into tears. "Mom!" he sobs. I mean SOBS. Screaming, crying, tears flying. "I'm sad you don't think I'm a good actor!" "Jake, you are a good actor too. But John just really had me going and that's why I'm so impressed." Then, Boom! Just like that he stops crying and starts laughing and says, "Got ya!" Me and John are like, what is happening here?! "I can totally fake cry!" he says with pride. John says, "But you have tears on your face and eyes and you're all red in your face." "I can totally make myself cry. Anytime I want. Haaahahaaaa!" "Dang. Now I know you can really fake it, Jake." I tell him. "Well, I actually do cry for real sometimes, like when people hurt my feelings." "I know, Jake." Then Jake asked, "So do you think I was a better actor or John or the same?" "The same, Jake." :)
Wifey. SAHM, a.k.a. Domestic Goddess (yeah right), a.k.a. possessor of the hardest job on Earth, a.k.a. Homemaker. I'm a proud mother of 2 boys, John (5) and Jake (3). They are 18 months and 1 day apart in age. Most of my days are consumed with cleaning up endless messes, breaking up wrestling smackdowns, cooking for 3 hungry guys, climbing laundry mountain, wiping pee splatter off toilets--toilets that are constantly used by boys--nuff said, stepping on superheroes and weapons that are spread about the whole house floor, putting on/taking off superhero costumes... on and off and on and off, recess duty, bandaid applying, on "jump-watch"-making sure they don't jump from too high, 2 bathtimes per day for dirty stinky little men, giving and receiving too many hugs and kisses to count, and giving my sons and husband the best home I can, given the short amount of hours in the day. phew!