Hi. What are you doing? Hi. Hi.
Here’s what’s being said [by everyone except me] around here on this, the eve of Thanksgiving:
Hi. [directed at me]
What are you doing? [also directed at me]
I’m bored. [again, at me]
What’s the plan today?
What are we doing today?
Mom said to stop it. [Mom didn’t actually say that (yet), but it’s a good bet that I will at some point soon.]
What are you doing? [guess]
Why are you in here?
Hi. [same child, same me]
What are you doing? [see a pattern?]
I’ve got nothing to do.
Is there a plan today?
Can we go out to lunch?
What are we going to do today?
I said, GET OUT.
It’s my turn.
What’s wrong with you?
You told me to!
I didn’t mean to!
Don’t listen to him!
You can tell I was kidding.
You have sarcasm in your voice.
Hi. [it’s like we haven’t seen each other in, oh, 15 minutes.]
What are you doing? [The funniest thing is that I don’t even answer that any more — I’ve run out of creative responses over the years.]
Any sparkling conversations I should know about?