Dance class party
Emma and Riley are playing a new game, one that they play almost every day. It's called Dance Class Party, and the rules are as follows:
They are the only two participants. Their mom and dad are dead - don't even get me started on that. Dance Class Party involves getting a small tupperware and filling it with grapes and baby carrots, and taking it into another room for a snack. There is no music involved, and no dancing, although you can dance on the floor if you want. Which they don't.
And, most importantly, they've decided that they each need an "X" penned on their forehead and palms.






As long as they don't start writing helter Skelter on the walls in blood it sounds pretty harmelss ;-)
Posted by: chris | March 22, 2006 at 10:23 AM
Mark (dh) and I just spent a good ten minutes giggling over this entry. And so sorry you and the hubster are dead.
Posted by: Elaine | March 22, 2006 at 11:11 AM
Your children are so....creative. And destined to start a cult.
Posted by: kalisah | March 22, 2006 at 11:13 AM
Fun game!
Posted by: Heth | March 22, 2006 at 12:35 PM
Until you got to the X I thought it was all pretty sensible....well, mostly.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Posted by: Dollymama | March 22, 2006 at 12:36 PM
We used to play 'famine' when I was a kid--we went in the backyard and stirred mud and weeds into a bucket of water and pretended it was soup. This game hinged on our parent's untimely demise as well...
Mary, mom to many
Posted by: Owlhaven | March 22, 2006 at 02:25 PM
OMG...my childhood is such a letdown to me now. All we ever played was "Little House on the Prarie."
Although, come to think of it...I think Ma & Pa may have been dead in our drama play as well.
Posted by: kalisah | March 22, 2006 at 02:48 PM
This made me laugh! Oh, I love it. What the heck goes on in the mind of children? It really makes you wonder. Thanks for sharing this :D
Posted by: xenia kathryn | March 22, 2006 at 03:06 PM
What a great game! I'll try it!
Posted by: Paige | March 22, 2006 at 04:42 PM
what fun! At least they're choosing healthy snacks. What is it about playing like you're an orphan? I think many children that have nice safe families play otherwise.
Posted by: Erin | March 22, 2006 at 06:48 PM
Cute game.. sounds like one my kids would like!
Too many Disney movies, I say... the parents are always dying in those movies.
Posted by: Natalie | March 22, 2006 at 08:06 PM
Didn't their dearly departed Mother teach these kids about jelly beans and chocolate!! My pliant grandson screeched when we tried to put a fragment of his birthday cake on his tray. He could only be quieted by the generous application of extra peas. By the time his third celebration of his second birthday (you know grandparents 1, actual date, and grandparents 2) came along, he even ate a bit of cake, but not any nasty frosting. I don't know what kind of generation you folks are raising.
I would worry more if they wanted o's on their foreheads. X is where the treasure is buried.
Posted by: Gillian | March 22, 2006 at 08:30 PM
Cute game. I agree about their choice of snacks. At least their dearly departed mother taught them to make healthy choices.
Posted by: Stephanie C. | March 22, 2006 at 08:58 PM
When my daughter was small she played a similar game with her friend. Every day they would say "Let's play Kimberly and Johny". This went on for weeks. My neighbor's son was just learning to talk and one day he finally managed to say "pay Kimbery Johny?" and they said "Oh, we don't play that anymore."
Posted by: moe | March 22, 2006 at 10:09 PM
i can't tell. are you SERIOUS? how totally weird. the x and the no dancing and the healthy food...? where do i start on the weirdness? (and really, seriously cute)
Posted by: HolyMama! | March 22, 2006 at 10:47 PM
Ha! Ha! That sounds like my funny bunch! They all get in a group and start some kind of "dream drama" run by my oldest of course!
I will see one sneaking down the stairs and I will harmlessly ask "Watcha doin'?" and she screams and runs upstairs yelling, "Sista! Sista!". Oh and no she doesn't talk like that normally! :) I have yet to experience the cult thing, but I wouldn't put it past them! My oldest used to strip down to nothing and put a headband around her waist and say, "I am pin Mommy.", in a sinister kind of voice. One time my husband was watching T.V. and she said, "Pin is behind you daddy!". He didn't know whether to scream in terror or laugh! :) We didn't know raising children would involve dealing with multiple personalities! It's great huh? Who needs T.V. anyway?
Posted by: Sheena | March 23, 2006 at 04:30 PM