“Good job, Mom. You finally got it.”
I have transcribed below the conversation Mbot and I had at the pool at the Y on Saturday. In my defense, I will point out that the background noise consisted of squealing children and splashing water, as we were in the kid zone, with its array of eternally splashy spouts and spigots. (Note: I have transcribed not the conversation as it actually occurred, but as I experienced it.)
Mbot: “Did you ever see octopus pie?”
Me: “Octopus pie? No.”
Mbot: “Octopus cry!”
Me: “Octopus cry?”
Mbot, becoming impatient: “Octopus crime! Did you ever see that movie?”
Me: “Oh! Optimus Prime! From The Transformers! Sorry, Bug, I couldn’t hear you. No. I have not seen the movie.”
Maybe I should, though, so he and I can continue to inhabit the same holodeck.
Class Optimus Prime figure and the truck he transforms into. Definitely not a seafood dish. Picture from Revenge of the Fallen Leader(Photo credit: Wikipedia)
