B.B. is watching The Incredibles this morning. It's easier to appreciate movies when you haven't had to watch it three times a day for the past week.
Husband paused as he was walking through the living room and watched for a minute. Then he looked at me and said, "They sound like us." He's right.
Helen: Dash got sent to the office again.
Bob: What? What for?
Helen: He put a tack on the teacher's chair. *During* class.
Dash: Nobody saw me. You could barely see it on the tape.
Bob: They caught you on tape and you still got away with it? Whoa! You must have been booking! How fast do you think you were going?
Helen: Bob, we are not encouraging this!
Helen: Bob! It's time to engage!
Helen: Oh, don't just stand there, Bob, I need you to... intervene!
Bob: You want me to intervene? [picks up table]
Bob: There, I'm intervening! I'm intervening!
Bob: I should have told you I was fired, I admit it. But I didn't want you to worry.
Helen: You didn't want me to *worry*? And now we're running for our lives through some godforsaken jungle?
Bob: [grinning happily] You keep trying to pick a fight, but I'm still just happy you're alive.
Bob: It's okay, kids. We were just having a discussion.
Violet: Pretty loud discussion.
Bob: But that's okay, because the important thing is that your mother and I are a team, united against the forces of...
Bob: I was gonna say evil
When did Pixar begin taping our lives to use in their movies...and why aren't we getting a cut? We should go on strike with the writers union. And where the heck are my superpowers? Seriously, Ya'll. I could use arms that stretch clean across the house.