Little Miss Thing, age 6: “He’s stealing it!”
Me: “Stop. Why are you taking her thing?”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “Uh… because I wanted to.”
Me: “Hey, just a thought… please go get your most prized possession and stand next to me. No reason. Completely unrelated.”
DM: “No thank you. I think I learned my lesson.”
Me: “Do your homework soon.”
My Oldest, age 15: “Theres no hurry.”
Me: “Do your chores right away.”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “I have other stuff to do first.”
Me: “OK, well, I guess we can’t go to the orchard and get…”
Unison: “CARAMEL APPLES!!!”
(child-shaped dust clouds where children used to be standing)
The kids are in the living room doing sit-ups. They’re holding each other’s feet and saying encouraging things like, “Super job” and “You can do this.”
Some kids play house.
My kids play Personal Trainer.
DEFINITELY got that from their Mom.
Very Vocal Viking 