Table Talk

Monday night dinner. Who knew the entertainment it could provide?

Something to make this conversation more understandable. Our town has no Target, the closest Target is two hours away in Vegas.

"Can you pass the green beans?" Alec (my younger brother)

"I got these for you, they were on sale at Target." Me as I pass the green beans.

Dad, "When did you go to Target?"

Me, "..."

Me, mumbling "Most people just say thank you."

Mom, "Hahahaha!"

We have an older brother named Seth who is very straight faced and tight laced, but, he was not the topic of conversation between my mother, father, Kevin (another younger brother) and myself. Alec on the other hand...

"Hey, did you hear Ali's getting married?" Me.

"Yeah, and who is she getting married to?" My mother (trying to see if I know what she already knows).

"Seth (Last name left out)." Me. I'd like to note here that my mother smiled triumphantly because she already knew.

More conversation about how perfect Seth and Ali are for each other.

"Seth is such a hippie." Me.

"No he's not!" Alec, quite indignant I might add. And he would be right, our brother Seth is anything but a hippie. If only we were talking about Seth...

Dad, "He sits on the high counsel."

Kevin, "Okay."

Dad, "He gave a talk with his daughter that one week in church."

Me, "Wait, are we talking about the same person? Because the man who spoke with his daughter isn't sixty."

"What?" Dad.

"You said he is sixty on the high counsel. The man who spoke is not sixty!" Me.

"Yeah, but he is good looking." Mom.

"I said he sits on the high counsel." Dad.

"Oh." Me.

"I wasn't paying any attention to him." Kevin.

"Yeah, you were paying attention to his daughter." Dad. Kevin blushes.

Family night dinner. Isn't it about, misunderstandings you can laugh at?