Thinking ahead

Buster and Daisy are with Dad at the bank. They're seated, waiting for someone. Buster is playing a game on Dad's phone. Dad notices the dirty front of his hoodie. 

Dad: Why did you let me leave the house looking like this? Look how dirty my jacket is. 

Daisy: I don't care what you look like. 

Dad: You're supposed to be taking care of me. You know, someday—

Daisy: I know. When you're 80. 

Buster: (Not looking up from his game) Dibs on not doing that.

11/27/13

Freaky Friday, the sequel

We watched the "Freaky Friday" remake recently. Jamie Lee Curtis and Lindsay Lohan play a battling mother and daughter who magically switch bodies and have to live as each other. Lessons of empathy are learned.

We were all talking about it and joked about Buster and Dad switching identities like that. I grabbed Buster by the shoulders and shook the two of us, as though the transformation was happening. We kidded around as each other for about 30 seconds and then moved on. 

A while later, the "Freaky Friday" conversation having ended, I grabbed Daisy and fell onto the couch with her, squeezing her. She struggled to get away and I, holding her tight, pretended to be asleep. Daisy stopped struggling for a moment to consider my snoring. 

Daisy: OK, this one's definitely Dad. 

11/23/13