recently, we were around the lunch table at home.
which means it must have been a weekend.
benny was, miraculously, quietly eating his macaroni.
suddenly, he looked up, spoon midway between mouth and bowl.
"hey, mom. first cats kill us. and them vampires drink our blood."
in my best approximation of casual, but interested, i asked, "where did you get that idea, benny?"
"that's what i learned today at school."
i imagine that was not actually on the syllabus for February.