Mom took Hugh and I to the mall and Target today (he needed socks, Mom needed gold jewelry, and I both like to shop and need to be encouraged to leave the house - all three objectives were accomplished, btw).
I don't remember what we were talking about as we entered the mall, but it prompted Mom to comment, "I raised such funny and irreverent children!" We went on to mock:
• the FAA
• teen moms who treat their children like dolls rather than, you know, babies
• male Abercrombie and Fitch models (Mom keeps joking that Hugh ought to get a job as one of their Shirtless Dudes, and today's addendum to that running joke was that at least Hugh's pecs are not so massive that he looks like he kinda needs a bra)
• loose-fitting wet-look vinyl clothing
• and probably other stuff I'm forgetting
Also, Hugh accidentally elbowed me in the nose.
Also also, we're going to build a zeppelin.