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Sunday, October 26, 2008

Scenes from Saturday Morning

Son: "I want to watch Superball."

Daughter: "I want to watch Underdog."

*sounds of general wrestling over an object*

I look up to see them both with both hands on a casette tape.

"You guys? What are you doing? There's no such thing as Superball or Underdog to watch."

"We're pretending this is the remote control," says Son.

Obviously.

Because there aren't enough real toys in our house to squabble about, they have to find something they can pretend is a remote control, so they can really fight over which non-existent show they will (won't?) be able to watch. Makes perfect sense.

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Son: "Who wants to play marbles?"

Daughter, holding baby doll in one arm raises other hand.

"Okay, do you know how to play marbles? First you draw a big circle... Wait. Let's pretend these are her jumping bean marbles," says Son, pointing at Dolly.

"Okay," says Daughter.

Moments later, I look up, when I hear counting and small, sharp clicking noises. They have combined their game props.

Dolly is lying face-down on the sofa pillow, covered nicely with the pink blanket, with only her head exposed.

Son is throwing marbles at the molded hair on her soft rubber head. As each one makes a smart click and bounces away, they count together,

"one, two, three, four..."

I don't know what to say about something that looks like torture but after all involves only an inanimate Doll and includes complete cooperation between my children who are equally enjoying the game.

And so I do nothing but sit on the couch silently shaking with laughter.

At least they're not fighting over a fake remote that only plays non-existent shows.

13 comments:

Tara R. said...

Doll torture AND a counting game... fun! I would have been in tears laughing.

BusyDad said...

Gotta laugh! If only we could somehow capture the energy and creativity of kids in a can.

LceeL said...

I can't begin to count the number of GI Joe pieces three boys made over the years. Just something about 'dolls', I guess.

Tooj said...

Complete cooperation....I hope to achieve that tranquility in my house one day....

Deb said...

if you only knew what i tolerate in the name of sibling cooperation! sometimes i wonder if they are ganging up on me... duh, of course they are. but at 15 and 11 they really are each other's best friend and even though there are still throw downs and tears, they miss each other when they are apart and love to spend time "throwing marbles at the baby".

Ree said...

As long as they're not bouncing marbles off of each other's faces, all is good, right?

Momisodes said...

LOL. As long as no one's life is at risk, and there is momentary peace, I don't say a word :)

soupisnotafingerfood said...

Dolls and marbles and cassette tapes and Underdog? This could be a scene from my own childhood!

calicobebop said...

Sounds like they play well together - sure beats tearing each other's hair out!

Mr Lady said...

Your kids are awesome. God, I wish my kids could be besties with your kids. *sigh*

Momo Fali said...

If it will keep my kids from arguing, they can throw marbles at MY head.

Mandy @ Adventures of a Millennium Mom said...

I miss Underdog!

Jaina said...

Too funny.

 

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