even with my eyes closed, the future looks pretty good from here

I’m not sure I had the imagination my kids have when I was their age
I know I used to ‘play’….but my girls create whole new worlds, and stories that I can never follow 

This morning’s game, was hotels.
Magoo gave me my room key (her library card) while Macaroni ran through the hotel’s amenities
A chocolate fountain, kids only pool, marshmallow pedicures and free hypnosis.

Hypnosis?

Okaaaaay….

I went first. In my hotel room (the couch) eating room service (cheezits) watching the in room movie (Mulan)

I shut my eyes. Magoo swung Diamond’s watch in front of my face hitting me in the nose twice
“You are getting sle-e-e-epy”

“I am?”

“Mum, shut the hole where the words come out and concentrate.”

Back in my box then.

“OK, are you feeling sleepy Mama?”

“Oh totally….soooo sleepy”

“What do you see?”

“See?”

“Yes. Once you are HYP-NOT-I-KIZED…you see things. Now tell me what you see”

“I just see the back of my eyelids”

At that point Macaroni decided that I wasn’t a good enough ‘candidmate’ to be hyp-not-i-kized

I took that as my cue to escape go and pretend I know how the treadmill works

The girls kept on with their hotel game and worked on hyp-not-i-kizing each other

My ears perked up when they got to the, “…what do you see?” part.

Magoo, with her eyes shut and trying not to giggle, said in her best gravelly old man’s voice,
“…I see trees of green…red roses too…”

Fuck, I laughed. That kid is seriously one of the funniest people on the planet

Then Macaroni said, “…ask me what I see…ask me!”

Magoo yelled, “What do you SEE??”

With her eyes shut, and the most serious face should could muster while doing her best falsetto,
“…I see a little silhouetto of a man…scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango?”
That makes Macaroni the OTHER funniest person on the planet….AND gives me renewed faith in this ‘Justin fucking Beiber’ generation.