ella_menno

The Scene: Morning; I'm in the kitchen with the kids. They're finishing up breakfast, and I'm looking over their backpacks to make sure they've got everything.

Aaaaaaaaaaand - action!

ME: *holding up Oldest's new backpack* Hey, did you see this?

OLDEST: No, what is it?

ME: There's a whistle attached to one of the zippers!

OLDEST: Cool! Can I try it to see what it sounds like?

ME: Oooh, no, I don't think so. You're only supposed to use it if there's an emergency.

YOUNGEST: What's a 'mergitsy?

ME: 'E - mer - gen - ceeee.' Like if something bad happens.

YOUNGEST: Oh! If [Oldest] falls down, he should blow the whistle?

ME: Well, that's not really the kind of emergency I mean. He could whistle if, say, a bad person tried to kidnap him.

MIDDLE: *to Oldest* Why would anyone try to kidnap you?

OLDEST: *scoffs* Because I'm awesome, maybe?

Aaaaaaaaaaand - cut!