Boo: Mommy, how come we never order pizza?
Me: We have pizza every Friday night.
Boo: Yeah, but you make it or it's frozen. We never order it.
Me: That's because we're poor.
Boo: The TV says it's only $10 at Pizza Hut. I have that much allowance. If I pay for it, will you order pizza?
Me: How about this? If you get a sticker everyday this week at school, we'll order Pizza Hut and you can even choose what kind we have.
Boo: Sissy, we're having pizza from Pizza Hut Friday! It's gonna have cheese on bottom, pepperoni, hamburger, cheese on top and cheese it the crust. You'll like it.
That's how the conversation went last Sunday. And sure enough, even with kissing OR on the bus, my scammer of a son was able to pull off a perfect week of school. Since I was going to be out last night, he agreed to put off having Pizza Hut until today. We even decide to eat there instead of having it delivered. And he got the pizza he described to his sister and even managed to eat three pieces. Now, if only he's that good at school next week!
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