Raise Your Hand If

My children have been playing a game lately.   I call it the, “Raise Your Hand If” game because that’s what you say every time.   My son is the most avid player of the game and loves to be the leader.    We’ll be somewhere where we can look at each other like at a park bench or sitting at the dinner table.     Suddenly he’ll start by asking something like, “raise your hand if you’re eating pasta.”

He’ll smile as we all raise our hands (because we’re all eating pasta, duh.)   Then he’ll ask another question like who likes to drink orange juice.    My daughter will get in on the act asking for all people wearing a red shirt to raise their hands.  

The kids love this game.   They love asking obvious questions and they love watching people raise their hands in response to their query.    The games usually goes on and on for a while and the rest of us get into the game, asking trick questions that make the children laugh after they figure out the answer.

Tonight, we had our friends Jen and Dylan over for dinner and they participated in the game too.   All the questions were happy and fun.   Then, out of the blue, my daughter asked, “raise your hand if you’re fus-ter-ate-ed?”   No one raised their hands.    We asked if she knew what ‘frustrated’ meant and she just smiled at us and didn’t raise her hand.

The Big Boy Update:  My son had a towel wrapped around him as we walked out of the pool this afternoon.   I heard him ask from behind me, “can someone put their finger in my nose?”   I asked him if it was itching and he nodded.  

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter may have a southern accent.   I got a hint of it the other day, but I’m not sure yet.