Me: (sticks head outside)
Me: “Kids!!! Dinner time!!!”
(silence)
Me: “Kids!!! Come inside for dinner!!!”
(silence)
Me: “Kids!!! It’s time for dinner!!!”
(silence)
(silence)
Me: (whispers) “It’s mac & cheese.”
Kids: (in the distance) “Woo-hoo!!! Mac & cheese!!!”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “What are you doing?”
Me: “I’m making a dry rub.”
DM: “What’s that?”
Me: “It’s a yummy mix of brown sugar and some spices that I’ll be literally rubbing onto a rack of ribs here in a couple minutes.”
DM: “Whoa, ribs for dinner! Cool!”
Me: “Wanna help make the ribs? I’ll teach you everything I know.”
DM: “Nah, but I’ll help eat it. I already know how how to do that.”
Me: “Did you enjoy the gaming convention last weekend?”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “Yes! I love gaming conventions!”
Me: “Really? Aw, that’s awesome. That makes your geeky Dad’s heart just melt with happiness! What was your favorite part?”
LMT: “All the pancakes.”
Very Vocal Viking 