way to make an exit

me [to 7yo]: it’s bedtime.

7yo:  I WILL NOW LEAVE THE ROOM IN AN EXTREMELY WEIRD WAY.  [wiggles, hops, jumps, spins, dances, tumbles out the door with a bizarre look on her face]

whereupon daddy and i look at each other, shake our heads and start laughing.

and on the way home…. more bums

on the way home from holiday lighting, kids are in the back seat.  they have 2 blue glow necklaces and they hooked them together so they have one large circle.  i am thinking they are so cute, posing their heads together and saying it’s a picture frame.  then they decide to play harry potter, and the circle is the entrance to gryffindor common room, and 9yo is the fat lady. and i’m thinking how creative they are and still so cute.  and then…

9yo:  i am the the fat lady.  my name is….mrs. buttsky.

me: um, no.

6yo [laughing]:  and my password is….pikachubums!

daddy and me:  NO.  JUST.  NO.

so much for cute and creative.