"Hi Mom, we're still at the lake,
and are you ok with me
Me, not panicked,
exactly, but nervous:
"Well, where exactly are you,
and how high is the cliff?"
Can you tell how deep the water is?
Did Mrs. DeGroote say it was ok?"
with junior-high-boy sang-froid:
"Mom, Mom, Mom--
I already jumped.
I'm fine. It was only, like, forty feet.
Babies were doing it."
"Ok then! Excellent!
Carry on. I'll see you a little later today."
"Bye, Mom. Love you!"