Rocked

Standing with the girls at a sidewalk intersection yesterday, I asked them which way we go home, and predictably got two different answers (three, if you count my own preference). So I told Julia that we would decide which way to go by playing a round of “rock, paper, scissors.” She instantly held out her right fist. Surprised, I asked, “Do you know how to play this game?” She smiled and said excitedly, “They played this on Dragon Tales! Ord plays rock, paper, scissors sometimes!” And sure enough, she knew all the combinations and even played a few rounds with me. (She was very easy to beat, though, because she only ever played rock.) Damn you, public television.

6 thoughts on “Rocked”

  1. Yes, damn that public tv. Just wait until she’s reading Magic Tree House books, if she isn’t already – between that and the Magic School Bus chapter books, every science or history lesson we try to teach is old news. It’s rather shocking.

  2. Colin, water just called. Says you better be careful next time you get near a faucet. Says you’re talking smack about how nothing beats rock. Says he’s got a canyon to show you. Says you can ask New Orleans if you have any questions.

  3. Colin – paper called too. Says she’ll get you next time at the copier – little slice across the index finger.

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