My Pretty Little Pony Liars

The Pony watched Pretty Little Liars with me tonight. For the second week in a row. Or to be more precise, The Pony laid on the couch playing computer games on his laptop while I usurped the big screen to watch my show.

During commercials, I made it my business to torment The Pony.

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Don't you like this show? Everybody has a secret.

Ehhhh.

Come on. I know you're secretly watching it behind that laptop.

No, not really.

I bet all the kids at school are watching it.

Actually, just the girls.

Uh huh. So you've heard all about it.

Arrgghh.

You can go to school tomorrow, and say, "Last night, on Pretty Little Liars..."

Uh. NO!

Why not? It's good to have a subject to discuss with the girls.

No.

You could start out with, "Every Monday night, I watch Pretty Little Liars with my mom."

I can't hear you! (His elbows stuck out from behind the laptop screen, like they would if he had his hands over his ears.)

And then you could say, "I love that show! I can't wait until it's on every week."

Aarrgghhh!

You'll have to be careful, though, or the girls will look at you as best friend material, and not as a future husband.

Stop it! I'm not listening!

Or you could just pick up your phone at Academic Team practice, and say, "Oh, no! I hate it when 'A' sends me a text!"

Uh, no. Not funny.

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My Little Pony. Still a kid and still tangled up in my apron strings. There's so little time left.