Those weren't the droids I was looking for...?

So, perhaps dressing Liam and Graeme as Yoda and Darth Vader for Dragon*Con a couple of years ago wasn't as random as it might seem.

Our sons have developed Jedi mind trick powers. I suspect they've been doing this for some time, but when I watched the following exchanges in succession I realized that we've probably been had before.

As I mentioned in an earlier post (actually it may be a later post depending on the order I get the pictures uploaded, but there's more in queue after being offline most of June) Tiffany is teaching them to drink from cups without lids or straws. This involves her metering out milk from a third cup into their cup in manageable doses (read limited area of effect weapons). When Graeme finished the following exhcange ocurred.

Graeme, insistent, "More! More!"

Tiffany, patient, "More what?"

Graeme, insistent, thrusting cup at his mother, "More! More!"

Tiffany still patient, "Can you say, 'milk?'"

Graeme, insistent/quizical, "More! More!"

Tiffany losing confidence in this excercise, "Please. Say more milk please."

Graeme, smug, "Okay."

Tiffany, pouring, "More milk please."

Graeme, very smug, "Okay."

Hey, he's only two and we're working on a new skill. This was quickly followed by:

Liam, sing-song looking at his brother, "Kacker, kacker, kacker."

Me, "Kacker?"

Tiffany, "Cracker."

Liam, insistent, "Kacker, kacker."

Tiffany confused, as there are no crackers on the table, in sight or part of the prior discussion, "What about a cracker?" I figure he's looking at his brother and he might be a little young for racial slurs, but the boy is PASTY white so fair call.

Liam, insistent and rocking in his seat excitedly, "Kacker, kacker."

Tiffany, confused, "You want a cracker?" This was not an offer it was an inquiry.

Liam, triumphant, "Okay!"

Tiffany exasperated, "No, we are not having crackers. We have casserole."

Sean, "I think we've been had."

Then a series of hilarious attempts to pronounce casserole broke out.