The Nonsense

This is how early Saturday family morning conferences go. This time, Puck joined us back on the king-sized bed with the iPad, warming up a round of Minecraft and a few half-wrestles with Bær. At one point, Puck’s head came crashing towards mind. I intervened with a hand just time. Bær was impressed with my stunning reflexes.

“Hey, you should have seen me last week when Puck threw a brownie across the house at Mom’s and Dad’s. Caught it with my left hand. Even Linnea was impressed.”

“Ok, Yadier Molina. I’ll write him a letter. ‘Dear Mr. Molina, my wife deserves one of your gloves’.”

“Hey, Puck is just fortunate I caught that brownie or else there’d be trouble.”

“What kind of trouble?” Puck giggled, the screen of the iPad lighting up his dimples.

[In Puck’s defense, the brownie was thrown in the spirit of food fight fun, which I don’t find quite as fun.]

“I’d have to take away something,” Bær explained his disciplinary process.

“Like what?”

“Like your ffff…oot?”

“HA HA HA!”

“See, this is why your punishments don’t work,” I teased.

“I blanked!” Bær buried his face in his pillow.

An hour later, Bær joined us in the living room.

“What do you want for breakfast?” he asked me.

“I don’t know. I have a ten-cent fine on my library card.”

“Oh no, no. No. Collette? Your reputation!”

“I know. Plummeting.”

“Let’s move. We can move. Start over. Kansas City? Colorado?”

We eventually moved past the ridiculousness and cleaned up the house, edited books, hauled trash, etc.

Gloria was getting her hair trimmed that afternoon while Theodore continued to frame off an office in the unfinished side of the basement. So Gloria left us with tilapia, bacon, avocado, and fat cucumbers. Puck packed it.

It was bitterly cold now; below freezing. Puck and I played outside for exactly six minutes, walked back in, and Puck clicked on the fire with the remote.

Carrie drove over to join us [Joe and Rose were at some “turkey party”] in watching the 50th Anniversary Doctor Who episode, which was ridiculous. Gloria baked us pizza and brownies. Puck spent the night.