Friday, December 08, 2006

How To Be a Dad

James Lileks is my hero:

Gnat has a big spelling test tomorrow, and asked what would happen if she didn't get all the answers right...

...and I said she'd go to her room for nine days. I said it with mock seriousness, of course. "No you wouldn't," she said. Oh, but I would. "What else?" You'd be in there with . . . snakes! "And what else?" Spiders. A room full of spiders. "Tarantulas?" Dozens. "We don't have any tarantulas." Well, I'll have to order them. "So order them." I will.

I picked up the phone.

"Really call," she said. So I pushed buttons. I faked a very good conversation with a tarantula supply house, if I may say so.

"Order two," Gnat said. I waved her off: not now, hon, I'm on the phone.

"Credit card," I said. "American Express." I took out my wallet and read the numbers, complete with expiration date.

In retrospect, it was the expiration date that did it. Her shoulders shook and she got that look: what if it's true?
He goes wishy-washy after that, but whaddayawant? He's from Minnesota.

1 comment:

Steve said...

I like to threaten our kids with having to spend time with your kids! It works every time.