Geometry Fighting Fish

My kids were fighting in the dining room. I’m mean FIGHTING. They never fight. I mean, they’ll throw a barb or a finger poke every once in a while, but I haven’t heard them raise their voices at each other in almost a decade. I snuck up the basement stairs to see what the fuss was about and heard, “You CAN’T use that theorem unless you can prove that the side are CONGRUENT!!!” Then,”Shut up! Let me show you.” Then a pause. A long pause. Then a giggle….followed by another giggle….then the Ginger said, “You know, on a spiritual level I know that I should apologize to you, but I’m going to pass.” The giant Blonde one said, “Your spiritual acknowledgement is sufficient. For today.”

Dinner table follow up—-

Me–that was a pretty heated discussion you guys were having earlier.
Giant–yeah, we were almost torn apart by math.
Ginger–I couldn’t help it, you were being so obtuse.

About peik

What's to say? I'm a chronic fun seeker and life marrow sucker. I live in an ancient brick house in a darling town with my perfect and tolerant husband, my two amazing teenagers (The Giant and The Ginger) and two blue Danes (Oliver and Periwinkle). A lover of obscure roadside attractions and museums of oddity, I travel, write, laugh, make friends, write letters, sometimes run, eat great food and drink good whiskey. I've never had a bad journey and every single day is my grandest adventure.
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