Me: “Is it hot in here?”
Little Miss Thing, age 7: “You should wear a tank top.”
Wonderful Wife: “Please don’t.”
LMT: “Why not?”
WW: “I don’t think it’s an attractive look.”
LMT: “Who cares? You’re already married.”
WW: “Well, I think he is attractive, but not a tank top.”
LMT: “You can get divorced if you don’t like it.”
Me: (slow blink)
WW: (slow blink)
WW: “Hmmm… that’s not how that works.”
LMT: “It’s an option.”
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)
Very Vocal Viking 