Category Archives: Conversations

Conversation from the couch

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It’s been a little while since I had a good conversation snippet to share.

The scene: Last night, sitting on the couch with George, watching a bit of television. We had switched over to Animal Planet and were watching a story about a family vacationing in Florida; the younger son was attacked by a shark while walking about 20 feet out from shore to a sandbar with his brother to do some fishing. George left the room to check his email for a few minutes and missed part of the story. By the time he came back, the guy had pried the shark’s jaws apart to free his leg, consequently shredding his hands, and had been pulled from the water by his brother. Nurses happened to be on the beach which was handy since he was losing a lot of blood due to being bitten in his femoral artery, and then he was air-lifted to the hospital.

Sherry: (after recapping what he’d missed) I’m only watching this because it was on, you can change the channel if you want.

George: No, I want t o see what happens now, how it ends.

Sherry: Well… I don’t mean to spoil the surprise ending or anything but the guy is narrating his own story and the show is called “I’m Alive” so I figure he probably makes it.

George: Shut up.

A tingly food sensation

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Breanna and Hayley have both inherited a strange genetic quirk that doesn’t allow us to sit like normal people on a chair. Oh sure, we can do it if we must, like at a restaurant or a fancy party. I can also remember to sit properly while wearing a skirt of dress; we’re still working on the kids for that one.

However for the most part, I sit with one leg tucked under me. So do Hayley and Breanna. Usually it’s easy to remember to shift from one leg to the other, but if I get distracted I end up with my foot falling asleep. Which is what happened at supper last night to Breanna, but she has a bit of trouble remembering the right terminology.

Breanna: Oh! What’s in my foot?!
George: What?
Breanna: What’s in my foot? Oh! I know! Beans and weiners!
George: …
Sherry: Pins and needles, sweetheart.

I then royally offended her by laughing uncontrollably, but I managed to explain that I wasn’t laughing to make fun of her, I was just laughing because it was funny and cute.

I love kids, they’re so unintentionally hilarious.

Sarcasm is a lost art

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Sarcastic humor is apparently lost on young children.

Sherry: Get into bed with your Toy Story book. I’m going to the living room to get your Buzz doll.
Hayley: Buzz Lightyear?!
Sherry: (deadpan) No. Buzz Goldstein.
Hayley: Huh?
Sherry: Never mind.

Now, off to read Toy Story.

A little confusion

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I think MissH got her occasions and the cause for them just a little mixed up. The other day one of her nails was sort of broken, so she pulled it off. She then cradled it gently and carefully in the palm of her hand and walked over to me.

“Look Mommy! I have a nail! I’ll keep it. I’ll put it under my pillow and Santa will give me some money.”

Um, no.

Maybe it’s the same confusion that is currently causing her to walk around the living room in nothing but a pair of underwear and a winter hat.