While I was on my trip, before the groping, choking or poking occurred, I said goodnight to my boys. It was Tuesday night.
"Goodnight, Mommy," The Rock Star said, "Have fun with your silly, old, bed friends."
I laughed out loud. "My what?" I asked.
"Your silly, old, bed friends."
I can't tell you how much I disagree with the old part. As for bed friends, well, I don't know that I would have come up with quite the same synonym for roommates.