Funny conversation with my 10 yr old this morning.
10 yr old: I have the fieldtrip today so don't forget to make my lunch in the brown paper bag.
Me: I know, it's already made and sitting on the counter waiting for you to put it in your backpack.
10 yr old: *walks by dining room table and notices boxes on top* What are these?
Me: t
10 yr old: I KNOW they are boxes, WHAT is in them?
Me: Stuff
10 yr old: *glares*
Me: *continues to type in the Farm forum threads*
10 yr old: *huffs, sighs, and stomps to the counter* Are you going to tell me WHAT the stuff is?
Me: No
10 yr old: Why not?
Me: Because
10 yr old: Because isn't a word, as you always say, so give me the REAL reason
Me: *trying really hard not to laugh* Whose name is on the boxes? Read the tag.
10 yr old: Your name is on there.
Me: Exactly, so why does it concern you? They don't have your name on them.
10 yr old: But...................They say Walmart.com on them and they are sealed up tightly, why? You can just drive to Walmart, why have items delivered?
Me: Because I'm lazy and didn't want to drive there. Don't you have to get to school? Isn't your bus coming soon?
10 yr old: Not for another 20 minutes. So what is in the boxes? What did you order?
Me: You're nozy, go play or something.
10 yr old: *stands there waiting*
Me: Fine, if I tell you will you go away? PLEASE? You're freaking me out standing there watching me type.
10 yr old: Tell me and I'll leave, promise.
Me: Some of your XMAS presents. Happy now? Isn't that going to BUG you ALL DAY knowing I have some of your XMAS presents here and you're at an Art Museum and can't open them, see them, even take a PEAK for another month?
10 yr old: You're a horrible horrible person, do you know that? *rolls eyes and goes upstairs*
Now I have to remove the Wii and other stuff that goes along with it from these boxes and wrap them in XMAS paper and hide them before he gets home. He'll be tearing the house apart looking for them and he'll never find them, which will annoy him even more.