Adele You What

My Oldest, age 14: “It sort of surprises me that you’ve heard of Adele. But, I guess she’s been around for a really long time. Like, 2011.”

Time (f)lies

Little Miss Thing, age 6: “We haven’t be to Jiffy Treet in over a year. I keep track.”

Me: “I don’t think it’s been a year. How do you keep track?”

LMT: “I have a big sheet of paper.”

Me: “Can I see it?”

LMT: (pause) “OK, I don’t track it. But it does SEEM like a year.”

Deprived

Waitress hands the kids each a bottle of root beer. They both immediately slug about half.

Me: “OK, OK, that’s enough for a bit. Let’s hold off until we’ve had some solid food.”

(One minute later)

Little Mist Thing, age 4: “Can I have root beer now?”

Me: “Not yet. Eat real food.”

LMT: “Now?”

Me: “That was one second. Not yet. Eat real food.”

LMT: “Now?”

Me: “Not yet. Eat real food.”

LMT: “I NEVER GET ROOT BEER ANYMORE.”