Jack and I were in the car driving to camp.
Yes camp! They had some that were actually going on in person this summer! The kids would arrive, mask on, get their temp taken at the curb, get hosed with hand sanitizer and then get ushered (at a safe distance from the other kids) into the building.
So, we were on our way to art camp! Yes ART camp! Jack took portrait drawing and ink illustration and finally spray paint/graffiti classes. I was so excited for him. And he actually loved them.
Ok…soooo we were almost there and it was getting really bright and sunny all of a sudden, so I reached for my sunglasses.
Jack: Ohhhh, you have THE sunglasses.
me: Thee what?
Jack: THE sunglasses, you know…?
me: No I don’t. What glasses do I have?
Jack: Haha, THE ones…
me: You mean lesbian sunglasses?
Jack: (almost spitting out the water he was drinking.) NOOO! Uggghhh hahaha, the other kind.
me: Ummm. Gay? Because I’m not, you know…
Jack: (ignores that) But you don’t have the hair to go with it.
me: To go with WHAT? Geez, we’re pulling in here so you have about 5 seconds.
Jack: Karen sunglasses. THE sunglasses that Karens wear.
me: Ha! Oh really? These are considered Karen sunglasses?
Jack: Yeah they’re not lesbian sunglasses.
me: Well good because I already have a Subaru. And I do know a few Karens that are lesbians!
Jack: On that note…
He hopped out and took his dose of hand sanitizer like a pro. They looked quizzically at the thermometer for a minute and I thought he might have registered on the infected scale, but he was good to go.
I hardly think my sunglasses are Karen style but I’m going to have to pay closer attention when I hear an outburst from someone in public.
(I think that’s actually Kate from Kate plus 8?)