(Scene: All Asbee’s are watching a DVD together. And no one is abusing each other. Go figure.)
young son, Mika: Mom, what’s ‘ironic’ mean?
Dory: *thinks about it a moment* Well, it’s kind of hard to explain. … It’s like, when you’re working at your job, and there’s a “No Smoking” sign on the wall when you take your cigarette break.
Mika: *completely confused and bewildered*
Tom: Son, it’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.
Mika: You are both. SO. WEIRD.
Dory: My laptop’s open. Dictionary.com is your friend.
Tom: While you’re at it, look up ‘weird’ and see if our picture is up there.
Our children are going to be SO warped.
(FYI… I used to use the name The Dinosaur, or Dino, for the younger son. 1- He’s no longer obsessed with dinosaurs and memorizing entire encyclopedias on The Jurassic Period. 2- I also gave the sons weird names so people can’t google them later and find them here. So I’ll just misspell their names instead from now on. Plus, I never use our real last name on here because I don’t want The GirlBeater googling back here.)