When I am in the car, driving around town with Dylan and Summer, I like to play a game called, “Let’s be very quiet and listen to NPR.”
And instead, the girls like to play a game called, “Tell us a story.”
I’m very bad at making up stories. I’ll start strong with a tale about a giraffe who escapes from the zoo and falls into a vat of pink dye and becomes the first pink giraffe but then I completely lose focus and all of a sudden everything takes a dark turn and the giraffe is in foreclosure and living in a homeless shelter.
So usually we compromise and play a game where I’m thinking of an animal and the girls ask me questions until they can guess the animal.
Except 3 year-old Summer only asks one question over and over again.
Does the animal eat doughnuts?
So I always give my best guess on whether the animal I’m thinking of…. like a snake, a monkey, a possum or an elephant would actually eat a doughnut if given the opportunity.
Usually I say yes because who turns down a doughnut? Except maybe a fish because soggy doughnuts just aren’t worth the calories.
After we decide which animals do or do not have a hankering for pastries, the girls ask for music which is code for: Please find that Taylor Swift song that goes, “She wears high heels, I wear sneakers. She’s Cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers.”
When I can’t immediately find it on the radio, Summer wants to know why we don’t have the iPod in the car because that song is definitely on our iPod.
And I want to know why a 3 year-old is well versed on iPods but can’t come up with a single question in our animal game other than “Does the animal eat doughnuts?”