Conversation with Biz over lunch yesterday:

Biz: "So when are you guys going up to (our friends') cabin?"

Mom: "August 42-45."*
      (*not the actual dates) 

Mom again: "Why? Do you want to go with us?"*
      (*rhetorical question whose answer is already presumed to be No.)

Biz: "No, I just wondered when the house was going to be empty."

Um... should I be worried about this?

Mom: "You wonder when the house is going to be empty? That's a rather disconcerting statement.'

Biz: "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to know when, if I stop by, there wouldn't be any food."

Oh, Okay. That does make me feel a little better. It also rather confirms my suspicions that he stops over not so much because he likes to spend time with us but because we feed him.

But I'll take having my son stop over for any reason at all. And I still like that explanation of the "empty house" statement better than the obvious one.

In other news, Biz showed up for our lunch date wearing a button-down shirt. He did not text anyone the entire time we were together. He seriously debated between salmon and tilapia before settling on a steak. (Lest you wonder, we were doing L*gan's 2-Fer deal; it was still a cheap date.) And one of the sides he chose was skewered vegetables.

They really do grow up.