"Oh, okay. I'll be sure to do that."
"Promise me that you won't ever ever ever ever mention www.dancingmoms.com in any of these letters."
"Big Kid! Come on! You know I would never do that, right?"
He stared at me, unsmiling and completely silent, obviously not so sure I wouldn't do that.
"I'm actually thinking I'll wait until the year-end party and put it up on the big screen so all of your friends can see the website itself."
"In fact, I'm going to make hologram cards of myself dancing for your friends to take home. You know, like the type where if you move them back and forth it looks like the person on the card is moving? So your friends can give them to their moms in case they want to upload some videos..." I had kept a very straight face until the end and then I laughed so hard (at myself) that I got a cramp in my side.
I'm a terrible mother.