Overheard at the dinner table

While I was out slicing pineapple, and all other family members were elsewhere, one child to another: "Brother, brother!"

"What?"

"Please don't be crazy about Pokemon."

"But I am. There's nothing you can do about it."

"But girls don't like Pokemon."

"Some girls do."

"[Other sister] doesn't."

"Yes she does. She likes Pikachu, and Squirtle, Bulbasaur and Miu."

Maybe it's the fact that I graded like a whirlwind today -- 32 papers and counting -- that made that so funny. But maybe I can earn a quiet evening finishing a sock toe. A gal can dream, at least.