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Kids, Planes, and Fruit Salad

Updated: Jun 5, 2019

Tonight I made sure to play with my children. I have a whole list of things that I try to get done, and sometimes regretfully, I neglect to spend the proper time with them. Not just being in the same room, or watching TV/movie. I mean seriously, sitting on the floor, unplugged imagination-station time. I did that tonight, and I listened and watched the creativity flow. I took time to fit in between their dynamic. I also learned. I learned that they are wonderful and twisted individuals.

They decided we should play airplanes. It started innocently enough. We boarded and put on our seat belts. I wasn't allowed to bring luggage. That should have been my first clue. We each took turns acting out a routine plane trip. The safety protocols, the flight attendants, flying in the clouds etc. Then as we are smoothly in the air my son screams -- --

"The engine lost power!"

I said --wait what?!

"We're going down!"

--No, wait why are we going down?!

"Mom, put on your mask!"

--WHY ARE WE GOING DOWN?!?

He gives me a look like he doesn't have time to explain it again. He starts putting on his life vest and for some reason I'm freaking a little. I KNOW we aren't in REAL danger, but the whole scene was just quickly deteriorating. In a matter of seconds, things went south. I look over to my daughter and she LEGIT says -- --

"I gotta jump!"

Before I could respond she jumps and hands her hands in the air like she is falling. This let me know that this is not the first time they have played this game. I wasn't prepared... All I could think to say was -- --

Pull your parachute. In her falling voice she yelled back matter of factly -- --

"I did that already"

My son turned into the hero and landed the plane. He even had that we're safe stance that they do in the movies. I sat there. My daughter starts clapping and looks at me. I start clapping too. The game is over just as quickly as it started.

Now I'm sitting on the floor' laptop between my legs' listening to them argue on the top bunk about what goes into a fruit salad.




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