Our ‘boys’ were home for dinner on the weekend.
The conversation is always lively, but for whatever reason, we somehow manage to turn every topic into a discussion about death … in some way, shape, or form.
That’s when I started to wonder if all families had similar little peculiarities in their conversations.
It always starts off normally – discussions about work, training (yes, we’re that kind of family), and more recently, since Jordan and Dempsey bought a house – home repairs.
This time, our martini-fuelled conversation somehow got onto the topic of augmented reality.
Google has several 3D images that can be superimposed into your room and we played around with a bit of wildlife during our increasingly animated conversation.
That’s when we got onto the topic of dinosaurs and our disappointment that a T-Rex wasn’t included in the available 3D images.
That in turn led to a discussion about the likelihood that T-Rex actually had feathers, and contrary to popular thinking, T-Rex didn’t roar. Mr T likely made much softer noises, closer to the grunts of an alligator, or the cooing of a bird (this is actually for real. We’re not making this stuff up).
At this point, Son #2 declared that if he ever encountered a T-Rex, he didn’t care if it had the “plumage of a giant budgie and was purring like kitten”.
“I’m going to %$#@+&* run!”
Just another typical family dinner.