You Know You’ve Been Playing a Lot of Computer Games When
Rose: “Mom, how did you get to be so beautiful?”
Rilla: (runs to look at computer screen)
Rose: “No, I meant our actual mother. Not her avatar.”
Rose: “Mom, how did you get to be so beautiful?”
Rilla: (runs to look at computer screen)
Rose: “No, I meant our actual mother. Not her avatar.”
Me (knowing full well the answer): Who knocked all those books on the floor?
[Very long pause]
Huck: Me!
Rose: He had to think over all his other crimes first.
I’m swiping this photo from my dad, who has a knack for catching my children at their funniest. It’s a small taste of the hijinks that took place here in our absence. Our trip was terrific, but oh, it’s good to be home!
Rilla: Huck told me to watch Boomerang this morning
Me: He did?
Rilla: Uh-huh. He said “Boomerang.”
Me: He DID?
Rilla: Well, he said “Boo.”
Rilla: Mommy, Rose says I have headacheitis.
Me: Yikes, that sounds serious! What is it?
Rilla: It’s when you color for too long and you get bored.
Me: Oh, I see.
Rilla: But it’s okay because there’s a cure. Rose said so.
Me: Well, that’s a relief. What’s the cure?
Rilla: It’s you reading all the Elephant and Piggie books with me. I’ll be Piggie.
Rilla, crossly: “Beanie made Mr. Duck be all wet!”
Me: “Are you sure it was Beanie? That sounds more like your baby brother.”
Rilla: “No, I KNOW it was Beanie because I was pretending she was my dog and I kept putting Mr. Duck in her mouth.”
Comments are off
Me: “This book is called Diary of a Fly.”
Rilla, incredulously: “Diarrhea Fly???”
“Hi, Mom, I just came in to get the baby’s shoes because there was a snake outside and we don’t want him to step on it barefoot.”
Wonderboy, inquiring about my evening plans: What will you do at twelve o’clock?
(We’ve already covered nine, ten, and eleven o’clock.)
Me: I’ll go to bed, probably.
Rilla (gasps): Twelve o’clock at night?
Me: Yup.
Rilla, incredulous: You mean there are minutes in the night??