My Son, The Little Old Man

Danny: (radio is on) Mama? What is that song?

Me: That's, "Living After Midnight."

Danny: Why? What were they doing after midnight that they couldn't do before?

Me: I dunno...rocking 'till the dawn?

Danny: Well I don't know why they can't rock earlier. By the way, you need to set the clocks back tonight. (muttering) After midnight. That's just so stupid when they could be sleeping.


I swear, it is like living with an eighty year old sometimes.