Sonars Overheard
Around the lunch table at home, the conversation bounced from their favorite line in The Princess Bride…
“Stop rhyming and I mean it!”
“Anybody want a peanut?”
…to Star Wars…
“Do. Or do not. There is no try.”
Until we got this delicious little mash up (complete with throaty noises)…
“Hello. My name is Yoda Montoya. You are my father. Prepare to die.”
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In the car ride on the way to New Mexico a lengthy discussion about wizardry and magic led them to concluce that while using magic would be very cool, it would probably create worse problems. Like crazy power-hungry people with access to crazy amounts of power who might raise the dead and make zombie minions. Or accidental instant rapid self-combustion.
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In the art museum play space…
SX6 (wearing a crown): You can be the king and send me on a quest to kill the evil jester.
SX11 (dressed in jester’s motley, with a sword): And then the evil jester kills the king!
SX8 (wearing a “wizard hat” that looks suspiciously like a sombrero, whispering): Mom’s writing down everything we’re saying on the back of my drawing.
SXMom (me!): No I’m not…. I’m writing it on the back of MY drawing.
Reader Comments (1)
Ha ha!