Sometimes, I'm so unreasonable.
Yesterday my son's high school sent out an “urgent” request for a new host family for two of the exchange students. For reasons unknown, to me, the current host family is no longer able to do it and my son has spent the last two hours trying to convince me that it's “an opportunity of a lifetime and an enriching life experience!”
Him: “Come on mom—you'd be helping these two out a bunch! I know them and can vouch for how great they are—I've spent a lot of time getting to know them and their fantastic!”
Me: “Hmmm...let me think about it. Oh yeh, no!”
Him: “Mom, this isn't like you—you always want to help!”
Me: “Except this time.”
“Oh and son, even if I were inclined to host the Italian and Swedish girls —I could only make one “extra” room available—not two.”
Him: “They could sleep in the same room—they wouldn't mind.”
Me: “You need to stop talking right now and go do your homework.”
Ahahahahaha! Nice try kid. I may have been born yesterday but I've been up a-l-l-l-l night!