Friday, August 22, 2008

Samir and the Chipmunks

It may look like Peter and David somehow managed to super-glue themselves to Samir, but I can assure they did not. I can also assure that this is only because they have not yet discovered where Papa hides the super-glue.

I came home from work to find that Samir stopped by to visit. As always, he brought along quiz questions for Angie. Other than sniffing glue, clubbing seals, and recreational streaking, Angie's absolute passion is The Quiz.

For those non-addicts out there, The Quiz is a weekly trivia night normally held in an Irish pub, played in teams of four to six people for shitty prizes.

Since moving to the prego-side of life, Angie has stopped going to The Quiz. Samir is the trivia dealer that stops by to calm her jitters with a quick fix of questions every now and then.

After baths and dinner, I broke out ice-pops for the boys. Peter got purple, David got red. No big surprise there. Angie must have really turned on her puppy look, for David held out his ice-pop and offered her a bite. Before David could blink, CHOMP! Half of his ice-pop was gone. Angie mumbled something that sounded vaguely like 'thank you', but with both cheeks full of frozen ice, it came across somewhat mumbled.

At first, I think David thought it was just some cool magic trick. After a few seconds, though, when Mama did not make his ice-pop reappear, his look of awe and wonder faded into one of upset realization as it dawned on him that Mama had just sucked down more than half of his precious dessert. He looked slowly back and forth from Mama's red-stained mouth to the tiny stub that used to be his ice-pop. Needless to say, he cried. A lot.

Thanks, honey. After David cries himself to sleep, maybe I can ask you the quiz questions. Here's one, just off the top of my head - how many times do you think a two year old will continue to share his shit if he is traumatized each time he does?

1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I saw you with Sebastian.
David: When I play with Sebastian.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I got that shampoo in my hair.
David: When I poopie.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To go somewhere with you where no one is and play football.
David: To I play game with you again - Hippo Plip.

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