We have a SIT-CHEW-ATE-SHUN
Jack: Mom, we have a SITCHEWATESHUN!
me: Why are you saying it like that with your eyes all bugged out?
Jack: Because I’m stressing that it’s a big SITCHEWATESHUN!
me: Okayyyyy… What’s going on?
Jack: Can you ever get an EX divorce?
me: (uh oh) Huh???
Jack: Like to cancel the divorce?
me: Is that what you’re thinking about? You want Mommy and Daddy to be together?
Jack: Only because you’re being nicer to each other.
me: (we are??) Ohhh, well it’s still a decision we’re sticking to sweetie, but I’m glad you think we’re being nicer. We want to be nicer for you so you’ll be happy.
Jack: Oh… (nothing more gets said)
(later, after we talked to his Dad on the phone, and my side of the conversation was perhaps NOT so nice)
Jack: You know, nevermind. The situation is over.
me: What now? The ex-divorce thing?
Jack: You and Daddy are still cranky so I think you made the right choice. Now can we stop talking about it?