Me: “I like your prison tats. Is that ballpoint?”
My Oldest, age 14: “Don’t call them prison tats.”
Me: “You should get a teardrop tattoo – one for every man you’ve killed.”
Oldest: “I don’t have enough skin for that.”
Author: VeryVocalViking
Just your friendly neighborhood giant viking, with a lot to say about food, family life, geek culture, and the world at large.
Judge
Me: “We only have enough time to grab burgers before the movie.”
My Oldets, age 14: “And fries.”
Me: “We’ll get popcorn at the movie. It’s poor form to load up on French fries right before eating six cubic feet of popcorn.”
Oldest: “I want it all. And don’t judge my life choices.”
Lefty
Me: “Good morning, sleepy head. How did you sleep?”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “I’m left handed now. I’ll do everything with my left hand forever.”
Me: “Good to know. Carry on.”
Very Vocal Viking 