During our drive this morning my 13-year old daughter, Samantha, and I realized that there’s a long weekend come up: Victoria Day weekend (yayyy to that!).
Despite our delight, the conversation that followed demonstrates the level of cynicism my kids have to endure.
Samantha: “What’s Victoria Day?”
Me: “I don’t know. Something about a queen.”
Samantha: “Oh she must be someone special.”
Me: “OR we’re just a society of lazy-ass opportunists looking forward to a day off.”