Last night, Justin had the kids in the car, driving from Ash Wednesday services to IHOP. I had come straight from work and was in my own car, so didn't get to hear this little gem:
Caroline: "I'm going to think of a number and you have to guess it."
John (aka Easiest Going Kid in the World): "Ok."
Now, if you remember the universal rules of The Guessing Game, bracketing the answer eventually leads to a correct guess. The accuracy of your guesses is relayed with a variation on temperature: you're either hot, or you're cold. Or, in my kids' case:
"You're in the stove!"
"You're in the fireplace!"
This feels like a semi-dangerous game.
When it was John's turn to choose a number for Caroline to guess, he came up with my favorite response yet to an incorrect guess:
"You're in Antarctica. Without any clothes on. In outer space."
Caroline immediately protested that it didn't make any sense. Um, yeah, it kind of does. In an awesome and creative way. Nice work, little man. You've upped the Game.