So the other night we were watching tv

at the dinner table (is there something wrong with that?) and a commercial for Cialis comes on. I guess that's the something. Anyway, for those of you who don't know, Cialis is like Viagra. The ad was the one where a couple is entering a theatre during an opera just as the final notes are being sung. They sit down just in time to applaud. Funnily enough the note that the female singer holds is disturbingly similar to... well... you get the picture.

Anyway, Elliott, said "I don't get it" as he often does when watching ads. We're usually happy to explain, after all, that's what they mean by "parental guidance" and all that crap. But a), it's dinnertime and b), it's for Cialis. I mutter "uh oh" to Scott under my breath.

Of course Audrey and Henry join in... "I don't get it either! I don't get it either!". Great. We have a situation developing. I try with "Oh, the couple is just late for a show. Want some fries?". Of course, they didn't drop it. "But what made them late?" Um. Er. Ahhh...

The brilliant Scott comes up with "They were playing pile-up and they lost track of time". Pile-up is a game that Scott and the kids play on our bed where he lies down on his back and the kids literally pile up on him. Like getting pinned in wrestling. Lots of screaming and laughing ensues. When he said this I literally had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from howling. I was doing fine until Audrey pipes up "There's nothing wrong with being late if you're playing pile-up, is there Daddy?" That was it. I laughed until juice came out of my nose.

I love dinnertime at my house.

kxx