Friday, February 01, 2008

Pull my finger...

Usually it takes two to play the ‘Pull-My-Finger’ game. Yesterday, however, wife.imp discovered how to play the ‘solitaire’ version.

wife.imp: girl.imp was late for school today
Me: uh
Wife.imp: It was my fault really. I was trying to get her into the car and I was yanking on the door, because—you know—it sticks if you don’t open it for a couple of days and, well, today it was stuck.
Me: oooookay
Wife.imp: and my finger hurts. It hurt all day. Look at it (here she holds up a hand where all the fingers look normal to me). Now look at it compared to this one (here she holds up her other hand, where all the fingers look normal to me). See, it’s swollen.
Me: uhuh (smile and nod, dennis. Smile and nod)
Wife.imp: See (shaking the offending finger, which I now see is her ring finger- left hand) It’s all swoll up. (wife.imp is teasing me about the time I let that little phrase escape from between my lips. ‘It’s all swoll up’ should tell you plenty about the area of Ohio in which I was raised).
Me: Yep
(seeing no difference but continuing to smile and nod)
Wife.imp: I could not get the door open so I kept pulling at it and…and, well, it was locked.
Me: yes..?

Wife.imp: So, I ended up pulling my finger (impossibly cute pouty face here) and it hurts…

5 comments:

DD said...

Would you teach that "smile and nod" trick to my husband, please?

dennis said...

dd: if'n he 'ain't larned it by now, he 'aint ever gonna git it!

Rebecca said...

All swoll up is perfectly acceptable in this part of NC. HAHA. If'n is too, actually.

Dad Stuff said...

Today's vehicles are so complicated, no one really knows how they work.

Maria said...

I have a filthy mind, I kept thinking the "it's all swoll up" line was going to turn into something sexual.

But, hey...that is just me.