It’s 6 am, and the spouse and I have been up several hours with one of the three-year-olds, who has an ear infection. The kid seems content right now, sitting on his parents’ bed with thumb in mouth watching some early morning Scooby-Doo.
So his parents take this moment of hardwon peace to contemplate the great and deep things of life:
E: That redheaded chick is pretty hot. Funny how cartoon characters can be hot.
J: So who would you rather have sex with, Betty or Veronica?
J: And that is why I love you! Because Veronica is so much hotter!
(a commercial comes on)
E: Have you ever been to Chuck E. Cheese, J?
J. I have never been to Chuck E Cheese.
E. I kind of want to go to Chuck E Cheese.
(…and the child flings himself upon his blankie in despair…)