My 21 year old son: "I'm not afraid of the Zombie Apocalypse. I'm afraid of the Spider Apocalypse."
Me: "I'm going to buy you a tarantula for Christmas."
Son: "No. No you won't. No. Because I'll destroy it, and you will have wasted all that money on it. I will! I will kill it."
Me: "Seriously. You. *YOU* are going to kill it."
Son: "Well, I'll have dad do it.
Me: "I just wanted to buy you a pet. So that during the Spider Apocalypse, you know that you have one little spider friend who has your back."
Son: "I hate you."
Me: "You can call him Squishy, and he will be your Squishy. Then when you squish him, you can say 'I squished Squishy.'"
Just for the record, my son doesn't really hate me, we were obviously just joking around! However, he does hate spiders. :)
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