Kev and I are talking about a new book club for grownups at our local library and Mikro sticks his nose in, wanting to be included.
Chele: It's not a question of reading level. You read on a high school/college level; that's not the issue.
Kev: I don't know whether the books would interest you enough to finish.
Chele: Or whether they would have adult themes that aren't really appropriate for children. Like sex, for example.
Mikro: Or the dreaded topic...
Chele: (Recalling past expressions of pre-teen disgust) Romance?
Mikro: Gah! I can tolerate the first, but not the second.
Chele: Which just makes you typically male.
Kev: (Laughs more.)
Chele: He is your son!
Mikro: (Somewhat indignantly) Well, I didn't say I was personally interested in either [mom notes-- which is good, because he's only 10!], but sex is interesting because of the science. You know, the biology of sperm...
Chele: (Nearly choking on soup, laughing) Trying to eat here. Go take your biology of sperm into the kitchen. Begone!