That website was 481 days off...Lily was in a lovely mood tonight, and as such must have kicked her terrible two habit tonight. Whew...dodged a bullet.
Tonight during dinner we played our new favorite dinnertime game: UpDown. The point of this game - nay, the point of our lives - is to do what the girls want us to do. They both love saying "up" and "down". During this game, when they say, "Up!" we raise our hands as high as possible. When they say, "Down!"...well, you get the point. That is all there is to the game. It's a little like Simon Says, except there is only one action and there is no Simon. Ocassionally, play is suspended when a chicken nugget needs to be crammed into someone's piehole. Sometimes it needs a timeout for a harsh, "Olly!" reprimand when he tries to liberate said chicken nuggets.
There is never a winner in UpDown. It never ends definitively, either; it just peters out as enthusiasm for it evaporates like water in a sippy cup. There is no timer. No horn or buzzer. Minutes will pass with our hands in the air (they invariably end on "Up!") before they will finally say, "Down?" and we collapse from exertion.
This is normally good for at least 20 minutes of hassle free quality time.
I have never claimed anywhere in this blog that these tales would even flirt with being interesting.
Day two hundred and fifty seven.
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