Wonderful Wife: “Why has your backpack gotten so heavy again? We need to sort out the non-essentials.”
Danger Monkey, age 10: “It’s all essentials.”
For reference, this is a picture of just the FICTION books that were in his backpack. It seriously weighed almost as much as him.
We might have a reader on our hands. (or three)
Wonderful Wife: “How were your new goggles at the pool today?”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “They were great! Really cleared up my vision for close combat.”
Me: “Really.”
DM: “But it’s hard to swing a sword in the water, so blades will only do half damage.” (runs off)
WW: “He was at camp, right? Not the Crusades or something?”
Me: “We may be raising a gamer.”
WW: “Oh, you think?”
Me: “How do you like your new glasses?”
Danger Monkey, age 9: “I can see the leaves on trees now, and all the little stuff on the TV screen.”
Me: “That’s cool. I think they look really good on you.”
DM: “And now I can read Mom’s copy of the Hobbit cause the letters are so small.”
Me: (tears welling up)
DM: “Isn’t that good?”
Me: “Yeah, that’s good.”
Very Vocal Viking 