Do A Little Dance

Wonderful Wife: “The boy is going to his first school dance tonight.”

Me: “Whoa! What? Should I have a talk with him? Yes, I need to talk to him. What if a girl asks him to dance? Does he know how to slow dance? Or fast dance? He’s growing up so fast. I’m not ready for him to have his first kiss or anything. This is too soon. So much we need to talk about.”

(deep breath)

Me: “Hey, Son…”

(boy runs up)

Me: “So, my boy. Are you excited about the dance?”

Danger Monkey, age 9: “No. I’m hoping me and the guys can have a pickup soccer game or something. Why, did you want to talk about something?”

Me: “Nah, we’re good. Have fun tonight.”

We are Not Prepared

Danger Monkey, age 9: “EARTHQUAKE!!!”

Little Miss Thing, age 6: “Stop shaking the table and yelling EARTHQUAKE.”

DM: “How else will your dolls learn emergency preparedness?”

LMT: “You aren’t playing Shopkins right. Nothing BAD ever happens to them!”

DM: “Then what’s the point?”

LMT: “I get to make them do whatever I want.”

DM: “That sounds BAD for them.”

LMT: “No, they like it.”