A [singing to the tune of the William Tell Overture]: Halleloo halleloo halleloo-oo-YAH! (repeated)
[pause]
A: J, do you like that, or do you like it better like this? [sings Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah chorus]
J: I like that better. But would it sound very good if you sang it like this [sings it in a whiny falsetto]? Do you like that?
A: No, but you know what's even worse than that? Is just to do this [chants monotonously] ha-lle-lu-jah-hall-le-lu-jah-ha-lle-lu --
J: Okay, enough, that's bad.
[long, pensive moment]
[J begins singing bass line to Seven Nation Army. A joins in a moment later]
Conversations about life, the universe, and everything with my sons (and occasionally other people).
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Conversation With an 8-Year-Old: Sentimentality Edition
[I hear weeping from the bedroom and go to investigate]
Me: What's wrong?
J: I am going to miss being 8.
Me: Oh, honey. You know how much I cried when I turned 20?
J: How much?
Me: A lot.
J: Why did you cry?
Me: Because I wasn't a teenager anymore.
J: But, am I going to be in between now?
Me: In between what?
J: You know, in between.
Me: In between 8 and 10?
J: No, like ... not a kid, but not a teenager.
Me: A tween?
J: Yeah.
Me: Oh, no. Not till you're 11. Or at least 10.
J [suspiciously]: Why not?
Me: Gotta get into the double digits to be a tween.
J [relieved]: Oh. Okay.
Me: You know, 9 should be good - you've got lots of friends who are 9.
J: I know. It just hurts my feelings that I can't stay 8.
Me: What's wrong?
J: I am going to miss being 8.
Me: Oh, honey. You know how much I cried when I turned 20?
J: How much?
Me: A lot.
J: Why did you cry?
Me: Because I wasn't a teenager anymore.
J: But, am I going to be in between now?
Me: In between what?
J: You know, in between.
Me: In between 8 and 10?
J: No, like ... not a kid, but not a teenager.
Me: A tween?
J: Yeah.
Me: Oh, no. Not till you're 11. Or at least 10.
J [suspiciously]: Why not?
Me: Gotta get into the double digits to be a tween.
J [relieved]: Oh. Okay.
Me: You know, 9 should be good - you've got lots of friends who are 9.
J: I know. It just hurts my feelings that I can't stay 8.
Conversation With an 8-Year-Old: Self-Regulation Edition
Me [on YouTube]: Check this out! It's called "Who's On First?"
J: What's it about?
Me: It's like that conversation you guys were having about the computer days.
J: Okay, but I can't look! [covers eyes]
Me: Why not?
J: Because I'm grounded from computers!
Me: Oh, right. Good point.
J: What's it about?
Me: It's like that conversation you guys were having about the computer days.
J: Okay, but I can't look! [covers eyes]
Me: Why not?
J: Because I'm grounded from computers!
Me: Oh, right. Good point.
Conversation With the Boys: Abbott and Costello Edition
J: What are your computer days at school?
A: Your computer days.
J: No, not my computer days. What are your computer days?
A: YOUR computer days!
J: No, like my computer days are Monday and Friday. What are your computer days?
A: Monday and Friday.
J: No, I mean -
A: Wehavethesamecomputerdays!!!
J: Oh.
Me [gales of laughter]
A & J [accusingly]: What's so funny!?!
Conversation With a 6-Year-Old: Punishment Edition
[The boys are grounded for general attitude problems]
A [to his father, defiantly]: And your cuddles are grounded for five weeks! NO! For a YEAR!
A [to his father, defiantly]: And your cuddles are grounded for five weeks! NO! For a YEAR!
Monday, January 2, 2012
Conversation With a 6-Year-Old: Terminology Edition
A: Grandpa, cuddles are different from hugs.
Grandpa: Yes, I agree.
A: Because cuddles are longer, and cozier. Hugs are just like this [demonstrates]. But cuddles can go on for a long time. I like cuddles better.
[long pause]
A: Grandpa, what do you like better? Hugs or cuddles?
Grandpa: Definitely cuddles.
A: Yeah, me too.
Grandpa: Yes, I agree.
A: Because cuddles are longer, and cozier. Hugs are just like this [demonstrates]. But cuddles can go on for a long time. I like cuddles better.
[long pause]
A: Grandpa, what do you like better? Hugs or cuddles?
Grandpa: Definitely cuddles.
A: Yeah, me too.
Conversation With a 6-Year-Old: Grudge Edition
A [after handling a gerbil a little too much and being bitten]: Do you think the gerbil forgives me?
Me: Yes, I'm sure he forgives you.
A [resolutely]: Well, I don't forgive him!
[some hours pass]
A [sitting by the gerbil cage]: I don't forgive you, you know. I'm never going to pick you up again. Even if you are fuzzy.
Me: Yes, I'm sure he forgives you.
A [resolutely]: Well, I don't forgive him!
[some hours pass]
A [sitting by the gerbil cage]: I don't forgive you, you know. I'm never going to pick you up again. Even if you are fuzzy.
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