F. and D. are fighting in the back of the van over something that they actually lost track of 10 minutes ago. Throwing swings from the constraints of their car seats. Unable to land a satisfactory blow and missing each other by inches actually ups the frustration factor and makes their yells louder and their faces redder.
Music from their Nintendo DSes is blaring (what is the plural of Nintendo DS? DS’? DSes? DSs? DI?) so that their shouts mix with the Mario Bros. music, which is competing with the Star Wars music.
L., sitting alone in the front row, looks lovingly at his new Batman Pez Popper and gushes enthusiastically:
“My new toy is awesome.”
He doesn’t even know there is candy involved yet.
Yep, today I have a clear favorite.
