The subject is Animals.
And we are failing spectacularly.
“Ohhhh … wait … I know!” I say reading the words on the screen my daughter is holding up to her forehead. “It's another name for a bison.” *crickets* “Spicy chicken wings are called this.” *blank stare* …. It a place people shuffle off to?” *Blinking blank stare*
Time's up. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRTTTT!
For pete's sake, BUFFALO! It was Buffalo!
She groans, gets up from the comfortable chair and hands me the game device. I push a button, it starts to tick and I hold it up to my forehead facing her.
Now it' was my turn to guess the clues.
“Uh … You play this is a band.”
No the other thing.
“No the thing that sounds like a guitar but is a fish.”
“But it's a fish so you can't tune it.”
“Ding Ding Ding … We have a winner!”
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRTTTT! Time's up.
Now the boy wanted in on the action.
MY TURN! MY TURN!
I hand over the phone.
“This time, let's try Acting it Out!” says my son, whose internal mute button often seems to get tripped during times of high excitement.
He just can't get the words out fast enough.
But then … as he hops around and acts out the phrase that is hanging over my head, my internal mute button activates, too.
Everything he pantomimes looks like “Monkey,” and I know we've moved on from animals.
It's a monkey!
It's an ape!
It's a baboon!
Is it a primate grooming another primate?
“Oh my ghaaad. NO! No already! It's not an animal. It's dad clipping his toenails.”
Dad, who didn't want to play, and who was trying to mind his own business holding down the couch positioned just a few feet away.
“How come I am the only one in this house who clips his toenails?” he asks a little dejected. “And why do you always make ME look like an ape, when it's your MOTHER who insists on trick-or-treating in the gorilla costume.”
“Enough from the peanut gallery,” I say to my husband, who can't see from his place of repose that his son has twisted his face into a mean little prune. “Let's move on.”
So for the next sixty seconds I miss interpret Gymnastics, Winning the Lottery, and Defusing a bomb.
After which my daughter tries but can non convey Getting married, Receiving a shot, and Pole dancing.