irony...

ryan and i were driving home from a soccer game the other day, and he starts talking about his halloween costume...

a venti caramel macchiato.

i knew about this idea, and have thought all about the papier-mache and chicken coop construction... but i wasn't prepared for this conversation.

ryan: i will need a flap on on my venti cup to get my candy

me: no. you'll be a venti, so your cup will sit on your shoulders with your arms and head out.

ryan: no, no, no... i don't want my head out

me: um... how will you see?

ryan: i'll have little peep-holes

me: i don't think that sounds safe

ryan: i know! with my head in the cup, that will make me vulnerable...

me: um... what?

ryan: i'll be vulnerable for halloween

me: {stunned silence}

ryan: do you get it? vulnerable for halloween... it's ironic

me: um... what?

are they now teaching irony in 4th grade? i learned what irony meant when i saw reality bites 1994... i was 22!!