Thinking is bad when you play charades with my children. If you think, you won't know what's going on...
I find it best to let my mind go totally blank.
Then, at least, I have a fighting chance to correctly guess what they are acting out.
Actually, guessing what Ethan is acting out is pointless. Ethan acts out things that don't happen... Well... with the exception of things that happen in his imagination...
Oh, and things that could be part of a Scooby-Doo episode.
Zayd? Oh my God, Zayd. Zayd's act is 10 scenes long... So you may correctly guess at least 30 plus different actions before he gets to the one he is showcasing for charades.
Tonight - Ethan went first. He turned his back to us, squatted, and did a little butt wiggle.
This should be interesting.
Then he got down on all fours, leaped around the room with a wild look on his face... and then stopped, looked at us and said...
Me: Well what?
Ethan: Well? What is it?
Evan: Ethan. It was nothing. You didn't do anything.
Ethan: Yes I did!
Evan: Then what was it?
Ethan: I can't tell you! Then you can't guess!
Me: You are going to have to do it again, because we didn't follow.
We all watched for another five minutes.
Me: Ethan. I have no clue what you are doing.
Ethan: Oh my gosh! I can't believe you can't guess it!
Me: I must be slow tonight. What were you doing?
Ethan: I was peeing in the toilet and then I looked behind the toilet and saw a zombie monster and then I ran screaming out of the bathroom!
Of course he was.
Me: Okay. Zayd, you are next.
Zayd began his show. After about a minute, Zach asks:
Zach: So... uhm... Zayd? Are we watching the prelude to what we need to guess, or are we watching the pre-prelude to it?
Zayd honestly had no clue what Zach was talking about. So, he kept on acting...
Here's a run down of Zayd's actions - each of which we guessed, and each which were not the actions to be guessed...
1. He is lying on the ground with his eyes closed.
2. He sits up with his eyes opened and a smile on his face.
3. He stretches his arms.
4. He gets up and walks to an unknown space where he leans towards something at eye level and looks closely.
5. He appears to be looking in a mirror.
6. He picks ups something, picks up another thing, does something with his hands... then brushes his teeth. (Yup - clearly brushing teeth - he spits and rinses too).
7. He combs his hair
8. He gets dressed - pants, shirt, socks, shoes...
9. He stops again and looks at something.
10. He opens a door and closes it.
11. He walks some more.
12. He opens another door and pulls something out.
13. He does a move that looks like he is starting a lawnmower.
14. He begins pushing the object which he started like a lawnmower...
15. He walks around pushing for a bit.
16. He stops and looks at us like we are crazy.
Zayd: Oh my God! Don't you know what I am doing yet?!
Evan: You're mowing the lawn.
Zach: You know Zayd, you don't need to do all that stuff beforehand. You could have just started with starting the lawnmower... we would have guessed it.
I flash Zach a disapproving look.
Me: No Zayd. You are doing it just right. Don't listen to Zach. You do a great job at charades.
Why rush him? Pretty soon, he may not want to play charades with his mom.
I've got plenty of time to watch...