Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Could you drive any slower?”
Me: “It’s raining so hard that I can’t see the road. So, should we… A) Go slower, B) Go faster, or C) Hassle the driver?”
Oldest, age 15: “I think you’re looking for us to say A… but my gut is telling me C.”
Me: “Yes, actually, the answer is C. Ridiculing an authority figure is always the answer.”
Me: “If we budget for it, could we do Europe next summer?”
Wonderful Wife: “I’d love to do Europe!”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “No, we can’t go to Europe.”
Me: “Why is that?”
DM: “I haven’t learned Old Norse yet.”
(pause)
Me: “I love you, little viking dude.”
Me: “I should get you a t-shirt that says ‘I ❤ Haters’.”
My Oldest, Age 14: “The word ‘Haters’ isn’t cool anymore, Dad.”
Me: “So you think I’m out of the loop?”
Oldest: “Look… you’re over forty and still on Facebook, Dad. You can’t even see the loop from where you are.”
Me: (long pause) “Yeah, OK, that’s valid.”
Very Vocal Viking 