True or False with Meg

Part of parenting – especially for dads – is being a pest. A good-natured pest, of course, but a pest none the less.

Today, Megan and I had some running around to do after dropping off Kyra for her mini-discipleship-group. (Thanks, Rebecca! She loved it!) Megan is a bit like a puppy. She needs constant stimulation or she gets bored and starts to chew on things. Well, not exactly. But she does get bored. And normally when this happens, she just complains about it. But today was different. We were on I-40 headed back to Raleigh when she turned to me and said:

Meg: I have an idea. Let's play true or false! I'll say different things and you can tell me if they're true or false. OK?

Dad: OK

Meg: Cool. OK. Number one.

Dad: True.

Meg: (slight confusion) wait … what?

Dad: True.

Meg: What's true?

Dad: This is question number one. That is true.

Meg: Well, yes. It is … but I haven't started yet.

Dad: True.

Meg: No. Dad, you're not doing it right. You have to wait until I make a statement.

Dad: False.

Meg: What?

Dad: False. I don't have to wait.

Meg: (laughing) Well, yes. That's true, but you should wait.

Dad: True. How am I doing?

Meg: How are you doing? I don't … what do you mean?

Dad: I mean, how many have I gotten right?

Meg: (laughing) all of them, I guess. (laughing harder)

Dad: True.

Meg: No. Dad, I still haven't started yet.

Dad: Also true. [pause] When do I win?

Meg: (laughing) OK. We're going to start now.

Dad: False. I already started like 2 minutes ago.

This went on for a good 5 or 6 minutes … by the end of which, we were both laughing quite hysterically.

Ahhh … these are the dad moments I love the most. Love you, Meg. Thanks for letting me be your pest.