A conversation with the boy after school today.
Boy: (despondent tone) Hi Mom.....
Me: Hey dude! How was your Valentine's Party?
Boy: Fine.
Me: Was it fun? Did you get lots of Valentine's? Did you eat lots of candy?
Boy: Yes. It was fine....but today was a really bad day.
Me: Oh no....why?
Boy: Wellllll...it is Friday the 13th.... and I was unlucky all day.
Me: What? There is nothing unlucky about Friday the 13th. People make that crap up.
Boy: No! It is unlucky! First, I got chocolate milk sprayed in my face and on my glasses. Then, when I was trying to clean my glasses this kid told me that my face looked weird with my glasses off. THEN at recess the kid tackles me, THEN ANOTHER kid tackled me, THEN ANOTHER KID ran me over with his scooter. It was just a really bad day.
I can only hope that all of his "bad days" and Friday the 13th's are that bad. And in the mean time...I'm going to find whomever is filling his head with this paraskavedekatriaphobia and give them a good talking to.
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