It was the middle of the night, and I was speaking on the phone to my then bf J. I heard CJ get upto use the bathroom,and figured he went back to bed. He didn’t. I found the bubba sleeping on the couch, so I brought him back to bed while i was talking to J…

Me: (whispering to J) “Oh my gosh, this kid’s 50 pounds of dead weight!”
C.J.: (in a half-awake, sleepy, eyes-closed state) “Whats dead weight mean?”
Me: “Oh buddy go back to sleep, I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
C.J.: “Does it mean I’m dead?”
Me: (kinda giggly as he then falls back to sleep)