Wonderful Wife: “Family, we will be getting up tomorrow at 8 o’clock.”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Awwww.”
WW: “Oh, I suppose you would prefer 9 o’clock?”
LMT: “How about… EIGHTY o’clock.”
WW: “She gets that from your side of the family, you know.”
(long pause)
Me: “What? Sorry. I was daydreaming about getting to sleep until eighty o’clock.”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Stop hurting those animals!”
Me: “It’s just a video game, sweetie. Just pictures on a screen. I mean, it’s a blue skinned High Elf shooting giant rats with magic fireballs. Clearly this is not real life.”
LMT: “Aaaah! Stop, Drop and Roll, little guys!”
Me: “You’re taking a lot of the fun out of this.”
LMT: “Good.”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “EARTHQUAKE!!!”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Stop shaking the table and yelling EARTHQUAKE.”
DM: “How else will your dolls learn emergency preparedness?”
LMT: “You aren’t playing Shopkins right. Nothing BAD ever happens to them!”
DM: “Then what’s the point?”
LMT: “I get to make them do whatever I want.”
DM: “That sounds BAD for them.”
LMT: “No, they like it.”
Very Vocal Viking 