Little Miss Thing, age 7: “Can I have one of my chocolates now? You said after dinner.”
Wonderful Wife: “Sure. Leave the rest right here by me.”
LMT: “Awesome!” (starts away)
Danger Monkey, age 10: “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
LMT: (stops in her tracks)
LMT: “I’ll take this with me.”
WW: (side eye at the boy)
WW: “Foiled again.”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “If you could be any animal with three super powers, what would you be?”
Me: “I would be a bear, with Flying, Invisibility, and… X-Ray Vision.”
My Oldest, age 15: “A flying invisible bear? You terrify me.”
Me: “Don’t forget the X-Ray Vision.”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “I would be that dog that has a bad word in it.”
Me: “What? Do you mean a Shih tzu?”
LMT: (giggling)
Me: “Who wants to do yoga with me?”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “No thanks.”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “No way.”
My Oldest, age 15: “Maybe next time.”
Me: “No problem. I’m sure I’m better at it than any of you anyway.”
LMT: “I’m definitely better, I’ll show you.”
DM: “I’m in.”
MO: “Let’s do this.”
Very Vocal Viking 