The Loudest Kids At The Library

It's day three of summer vacation and I feel like a failure.

I took the girls to the pediatrician and while we were waiting, a suggestion was made to play Duck, Duck, Goose. Not a good waiting room game, I said. So how about a rousing Rock, Paper, Scissors? With FULL VOLUME? How about we rock back and forth in our chair while it bangs against the wall and shakes the foundation of the building. At least twenty times. How about I Spy with a What now? What do I look for now? Huh?? WHAT? Whatttttttt????? How about we end up on the floor, with half our body under the chair? How about LET'S TALK WHILE THE NURSE IS TALKING? WHILE THE PARENT IS TALKING? WHILE THE –YOU MEAN YOU WENT TO SEVEN YEARS OF MEDICAL SCHOOL? I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU. Because I'm talking and I'm not going to stop. Can we go to the yogurt shop? Can I get some Mentos®? How about gum? Can we do that sewing project? Can you take us swimming? You promised you'd......