Anakin looked very sulky at that. "Yeah, yeah, fire hazard, ha ha ha."
Chris, noting the mood, hopped down from his chair and started singing the only song he knew--the theme from the animated hit Too Darn Cold: "LET GO. LET GOOOOOOO--"
"Let's try another song!" Rory suggested brightly, already worriedly watching Chris. The last few times he'd performed this little number for them, he'd tried discarding articles of clothing as the queen did with her cloak in the film. "Can we all try singing happy birthday to Daddy?"
Because that was what Anakin needed: a small children's off-key chorus off 'Happy Birthday,' featuring his tone-deaf wife.
Rory was going to start them on 'three,' to give her a moment to scoop Chris up into her lap. Juliet, however, had other ideas.
"HAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOU," she sang out, just shy of jet-engine loud. Rory blinked dazedly, then decided to run with it and chimed in, clapping Chris' hands together on each syllable in the hopes they could turn his sister's lead singing into a teachable moment. "HAAAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DAAAAAAAAAAAADDYYYYYY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOU!"
Rory had a bottle of wine stashed in the back of the fridge, Anakin. Maybe you already knew about it?
"Mommy's birthday was a littler number so her rules are different," Juliet decided.
Rory snorted from where she was grabbing a big chunky "3" candle and a "0" candle. "I didn't tell her to say that," she said, holding up her candle-clutching hands in defense.
"It's our own fault for teaching her to count that high," Rory sighed, plunking the candles into the cake she'd stashed in the kitchen. "We'll have to remember that for Chris. No math for you, mister!"
That last was addressed to the almost-two-year-old who'd managed to toddle over to Anakin and was tugging on his sleeve.
He didn't need anything, no. He was just pulling on his dad's sleeve for funsies.
Maybe more than three to five times, even. She had small children. She had to make her own fun sometimes, okay?
"Stop looking so grumpy. At least you get cake," she reminded him.
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Like she was just going to not tease him about his age. Come on.
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Chris, noting the mood, hopped down from his chair and started singing the only song he knew--the theme from the animated hit Too Darn Cold: "LET GO. LET GOOOOOOO--"
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Because that was what Anakin needed: a small children's off-key chorus off 'Happy Birthday,' featuring his tone-deaf wife.
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"HAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOU," she sang out, just shy of jet-engine loud. Rory blinked dazedly, then decided to run with it and chimed in, clapping Chris' hands together on each syllable in the hopes they could turn his sister's lead singing into a teachable moment. "HAAAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DAAAAAAAAAAAADDYYYYYY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOU!"
Rory had a bottle of wine stashed in the back of the fridge, Anakin. Maybe you already knew about it?
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"Thank you?" he said. "Can I take my hat off now?"
Keep dreaming, Anakin.
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"No," she continued. "You have to wear it for your whole birthday."
"That's the birthday rules, Daddy," Juliet added.
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Rory snorted from where she was grabbing a big chunky "3" candle and a "0" candle. "I didn't tell her to say that," she said, holding up her candle-clutching hands in defense.
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That last was addressed to the almost-two-year-old who'd managed to toddle over to Anakin and was tugging on his sleeve.
He didn't need anything, no. He was just pulling on his dad's sleeve for funsies.
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"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy," Juliet scolded.
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"Hats are not for eating," Juliet told her brother not at all bossily. Really.
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Anakin just shook his head.
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