Actual Conversations at My House: Not Mark Hammill

17Aug13

(We are waking up. Well, Chris is waking up, I have been lazing and reading for a while.)

Chris: Deb?
Me: Yes?
Chris: I’m just checking — the Supreme Court doesn’t hold sessions in a swimming pool, right?
Me: Not to my knowledge, no.

(Later: Possum has awoken and joyfully flung herself at us. Willow will awaken approximately twenty minutes after we pry her from her bed with a forklift, so she’s not in this story.)

Possum: Daddy, what was your dream last night?
Chris: Oh… There was a (mumble mumble) uhhhh… (this and that)…

(Possum, by the way, can understand all of this sleepiness, as she’s right next to Daddy, listening intently, because the crazy stuff he dreams about is one of the joys of her life. I, on the other hand, can not understand all of this sleepiness, apparently:)

Chris: (mumble mumble) Supreme Court… swimming pool… Mark Hammill…
Me: Wait, Mark Hammill was on the Supreme Court?
Chris: Not Mark Hammill, MORE CAMELS!

(He and Possum roll their eyes at each other.)

Chris: (derisively) Pff… Mark Hammill.
Possum: Yeah, Mom. Pff!

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