Yeah, thanks to you I thought I'd be able to exchange a couple of words with my kids again. I came home with my high hopes, not that they'd actually stop playing their incessant video games, but that maybe they'd recognize how cool and "with it" their "hepcat" daddy was, and do more than grunt in response to my attempts to start a conversation. Positioning myself behind their back-lit shoulders, I waited for just the right moment.
"THE CAKE IS ALIVE!"
"THE CAKE IS ALIVE!"
They didn't turn around, but I could feel them rolling their eyes.