EDIT: I think I should add that the first conversation happened while we were falling asleep in bed the other night, so you don’t think The Boy is a complete ditz 😀
*regarding a cheque he needs to cash but can’t because the only branch near his job for some reason doesn’t handle cash or cheques or anything useful that a bank should*
Me: Well, I can try to lodge it for you. There’s a branch down the road from me so I can pop in during lunch.
The Boy: What if they don’t let you?
Me: Well we’ll think of something else.
The Boy: I could fax it!
Me: Fax what?
The Boy: The cheque.
Me: To who?
The Boy: To the bank and then they could put it into my account.
Me: Are you serious?
The Boy: Yes!
Me: You can’t do that!!!
The Boy: Why not?
Me: Because you can’t! You need to hand in the ACTUAL cheque!
The Boy: Nah I think you can fax it.
Me: Oh yeah and I’ll just fax our landlord a few copies of a €50 note and we’re sorted for this month’s rent.
The Boy: *pauses* We do it in work.
Me: No you don’t.
The Boy: I think we do.
Me: That’s probably just for records. Nobody’s getting money from it.
The Boy: Oh…
*I should point out that The Boy handles millions of monies every day as he works for one of the world’s top business banks…..*
*while brushing our teeth this morning after being awake since 4am due to a well-aimed sleep kick by The Boy into my lower back and me refusing to let him sleep if I couldn’t*
Me: It was so weird having time for a proper breakfast this morning. It’s been months since I haven’t had a breakfast bar on the Luas.
The Boy: *mumbling bad-moodily through a mouthful of toothpaste*
Me: They were good scrambled eggs. We should do this every morning!
The Boy: *shakes head violently and spits out toothpaste*
Me: Well you’ll have to get used to it eventually cos when we have kids we’ll have to do this every day.
The Boy: Have eggs?
Me: No, get up early enough to make them proper breakfast cos we’ll have to be responsible and stuff!
The Boy: Eh well here’s the upside of being a man -I get to stay in bed while you look after the kids.
Me: *kershmacks his head*
…he would have gotten more than a kershmack if I thought he was actually serious and not just chancing his arm!