Micah: “I think 7 times 2 is my favorite math equation.”
”Hey, Dad, do you want to play some good shuck-oo?” Micah asks enthusiastically.
”Um… what?”
”You know, the game that Papa Jim plays in his little book.”
I take a beat.
”Oh, Sudoku! Sure I’ll play with you, bud.”
Micah and I are both doing a challenge in the game Galaga on our iPads. We’re not doing well. I tell him, “Buddy, I don’t know if we’re going to make it.”
”Pull up your sleeves, Dad” he says bracingly, “we’re gonna get into the hard truth.”
Micah is very disappointed that we can’t go get donuts for our date day. We’re giving him some other options, like going on a walk, or a bike ride, or going for a nice long drive, to which he says, “I wanted to go on a food date, not a transportation date!”
Micah just learned to crochet last night, making a few little rat tail things. This morning he’s back at it, using different colors, proud of himself.
It’s getting to be time for him to eat breakfast. I ask him, “Are you hungry?” He says, “Yep… I’m hungry. For crocheting.”
Micah is playing house with the neighbor girl, Arlen.
Arlen: Micah, I need your help, you need to get back to work!
Micah: I’m on a mandatory break. I’ll help you when I’m done.
Brinley is wondering when new slang words will start showing up.
”Dad, when is the new set of skibidi words coming out?”
We’re talking about different kids of fireworks in anticipation of the Fourth of July, and which kinds we can do.
”Why does everything good have to be illegal?!” says Micah.
Micah wonders aloud, “Did PetSmart used to be called PetDumb?”
We’re mini-golfing. Micah has been sniffly today with a sore throat, so I checked in on him.
”How are you feeling, buddy?”
He takes a beat, then says with a straight face, “Confident.”