the impressionables.

I enjoyed this little exchange at dinner last night:

William: “I’ll never go to  parties where people are trying to give you their drugs.”

Callie: “Those people might be doctors.”

William: “Valid point. But I’m talking about parties where people are swinging from the mantle and throwing bottles of ketchup at each other.”

I don’t know where he gets these ideas. It’s as if he’s grown up watching zany Jerry Lewis movies in which hijinks ensue. But we’ve been diligent about restricting his media consumption to “tv shows from the 80s that Dave was allowed to watch but I wasn’t” and Hayao Miyazaki films. It’s baffling.

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