Guessing game with Girlfriend
“It has one big hole and two little holes, and it’s got a lot of Thomases.”
A: Her underpants.
As a result of all those math minutes, Elvis is now asking me to cut his sandwiches into “four equal parts.”
Princess Zurg: Why do you have to go around singing all the time?
Madhousewife: Why shouldn’t I sing?
PZ: Well, at least you aren’t singing “Lass Uns Laufen” right now. [Note: This is PZ’s new favorite band that I’m defiling with my singing. And no, they aren’t very “goth,” but she doesn’t care.]
Mad: I sound AWESOME when I sing “Lass Uns Laufen,” so don’t even try to tell me otherwise.
PZ: I’m going to make a video of you singing “Lass Uns Laufen” and put it on YouTube so everyone can hear you. You know, Justin Bieber got his start on YouTube.
Mad: Yeah, maybe I’ll become a famous singer and you’ll be sorry you ever insulted me.
PZ: Well, probably people will think you sound horrible and make fun of you.
Mad: Thanks for the support!
PZ: Just saying.
Mad: Right. “No offense.”
PZ: No offense. [Pause] Of course, people have horrible taste in music.
Mad: That’s true. I could still become a famous singer.
PZ: Yeah, that’s true.
[Thirty seconds later]
PZ: Um…you’re not offended, are you?
Mister Bubby, self-respecting dude
So Mister Bubby is addicted to this web site, Brain Pop, that produces these short animated educational movies on a variety of topics. (It’s a great web site, actually. Initially I balked at the $99/year subscription fee, but both MB and PZ use it–for fun!–and they’ve learned a lot, so I’ve decided it’s totally worth it, assuming you have $99 to spend on your kid’s edutainment. But I digress.) He’s been watching it this evening, and a few minutes ago he asked me, “Mom, what’s ‘period’?”
Me: What do you mean, what’s “period”?
MB: This movie is called “period,” and it has a picture of something I can’t tell what it is.
So I go over to the computer and see the movie “PERIOD,” and the picture is of a sanitary napkin. MB has just recently had the birds and bees talk from his dad–but just the basics, not the comprehensive. I explained that it was a movie about menstruation, which is something that girls do, and I said if he wanted to learn about it, I could explain it or he could watch the movie, but I warned him that he might find it gross. He shrugged and said, “Well, I have to learn about it sometime,” and clicked on the movie.
He lasted about thirty seconds. Which I suspect is about twenty seconds longer than a grown man could do, so I’m kind of proud of him.