Your dad and I like to watch Jeopardy together in the evenings because we're big nerds. Also, as we get older, we're starting to appreciate all those commercials for clip-on sunglasses and prescription meds that will reduce our skin irritation.
You have this fun new habit of letting us get halfway through "Potent Potables" or "Famous Virginians" before yelling "CAN WE PAUSE IT FOR A SECOND? AND WE CAN PLAY ANIMAL JEOPARDY?"
Here's how that works:
- You drag a stool in front of the TV, climb up, and with your best 4-year-old Alex Trebek voice, start giving us clues about an animal.
- The clues make NO sense. Seriously: none.
- You never choose ahead of time which animal you want us to guess; you just start in with random clues, hoping that the sum of the clue's parts will be a recognizable animal.
- You choose the winner of each question based on who you like best in the living room at that particular moment. This makes your sister almost certifiably insane, because she actually tries to follow along with your wackadoodle clues and give an educated guess, and it never ever pays off for her, because you like me best. I have never lost. I am the Ken Jennings of Hagen's Animal Jeopardy.
- When in doubt, the correct response is always "What is a giant squid?"
Hagen: This is a bird that is purple and it flies and it's also a dinosaur and it has eyes like this and maybe wings like this, but it is NOT a pterodactyl and it does not live under water and it has claws...
Me: Buzzz!!! What is a pterodactyl?!?
Hagen: YES!!
Laney: OH, COME ON!
It's my favorite show. I love everything about it.
Love,
Mom
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