Cowboys & Indians, Farmers & Pirates

"Sure you could have married the farmer, but you wanted to marry someone cool like the pirate!"

On the phone (again) last night:
mom: i bought april a birthday card. guess what's on it. guess!
me: umm...i don't know.
mom: you don't remember that thing? that one time when we laughed really hard?
me: i'll remember if you tell me...!
mom: it has pirates on it. she likes pirates, right?
me: sure, april likes pirates! (i mean, who doesn't.)
mom: yeah! this is great. do you want me to sign your name in the card too?
me: sure mom, that sounds great. but our birthdays aren't for another 9 months.
mom: yeah, you might have to remind me.
me: okay, i'll try to remind you, but it is a long time away.
mom: i hear a BOY sound in the background...
me: you DO hear a boy sound.
mom: is it a real boy? or is it a boy sound?
me: it's a REAL boy.
mom: do you think he's a pirate?
me: oh, yeah, he is definitely a pirate.
mom: ha-ha! i knew it!
me: yes. i actually need to go so i can take care of this pirate.
mom: okay! be cool with the pirate!
me: alright, mom!
mom: be smart!