Tuesday night I had a really bad headache. It could possibly have something to do with the couple of hours we had just spent at Chuck E. Cheese, but I'm not sure. I sat down after we had left and rubbed my temples. Blaine asked me if I had a headache and I told him I did. He told me he gave really good back rubs and that it might help. I told him to go for it.
Blaine: "Does this feel good?"
Me: "Yes. That is helping a lot."
Blaine: "Do you think I could give massages when I grow up and get paid for it?"
Me: "You mean be a masseuse? I guess you could."
Blaine: "Do you think I could set up a stand out in front of the house and give massages? Kind like a lemonade stand?"
Me: "Ummmm......probably not."
(Here enters all thoughts that go through parents heads of registered sex offenders and those that aren't registered.)
Blaine: "Why not?"
Me: "Well....there are just some gross people in this world and I don't think it would be a good idea."
Blaine: "Yeah. Your right. They may have head lice."
Me: "Yeah. Head lice."
Don't you wish children could stay innocent forever?
Have a great weekend!