Raining On Her Parade
(We are on a fairly long car ride. Our five-year old daughter is amusing herself by playing ‘I Spy.’ Unfortunately her version is slightly irritating to my husband, who’s driving. Our three-year-old son is also playing.)
Five-Year-Old: “Mummy, what comes after tree?”
Me: “What?”
Five-Year-Old: “What does tree start with?”
Me: “Oh, ‘T.'”
Five-Year-Old: “I spy with my little eye, something beginning with ‘T.'”
Me: *trying to play along* “Umm, train?”
Five-Year-Old: “No!”
Me: “Trail?
Five-Year-Old: “No!”
Three-Year-Old: “KITTY!”
Five-Year-Old: “No [three-year-old’s name]!”
Me: *trying to keep the peace* “Tree?”
Five-Year-Old: “Yes!”
(This continues on for a few more things, with our three year old interjecting ‘Kitty’ and ‘Puppy’ at varying intervals.)
Five-Year-Old: “Mummy, what comes after clouds?”
Three-Year-Old: *in a very serious tone* “Rain.”
(My husband bursts out laughing and I am able to convince our daughter to play a different game.)
Question of the Week
What is the absolute most stupid thing you’ve heard a customer say?
