The boys have a friend spending the night. Tonight at dinner, this is what we got.
Spencer (to Rob and I):"I heard you guys met online?"
Dad and Mom: "SERIOUSLY?!?! How do you know that?"
Q&C: "We told him." [insert glaring looks from parents to boys here]
Spencer: "The sketchiness level in this household is just way high."
Mom: "You know boys that both your grandma and grandpas met on blind dates? And Aunt Kathy met Uncle Jack by writing him letters when he was in Vietnam? That's basically the same thing."
Quinn: "Except yours is sketchier."
Spencer: "I heard it was even before there was Skype." There's no denying it. We're older than Skype.
Dad: "How did YOUR parents meet, Spencer?"
Spencer: "At Cal Poly, in college."
Mom and Dad: "OHHHHH. The conventional way."
Spencer: "Yeah. My family is really boring. We're the least sketchy family you will ever meet. Nothing like yours."
Dad: "Maybe we need to change the subject."
Spencer: "Yes. Let's talk politics. Donald Trump is horrible."
Quinn (jumping out of his seat and grabbing Spencer by the arm): "OKAAAAAAYYYYYYY. And now, let's go downstairs!! New subject! New subject!"
Rob: "Stirring the pot eh? You'll sleep outside in the treehouse tonight, Spencer."
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