Normal Conversations 6th Edition

It is time. The most horrible time. It is the dark days…of Santa Ana Winds. I hate windy weather. It is horrible. Random bursts of dirt in your eyes, hair in your mouth, or so much static that your clothes (and hair) cling to your body. It is the worst.  And these horrid winds is what triggered this edition of Normal Conversations.

Elijah: Can I go outside and play with my ball?

Me: No, it is too windy. It will blow away

Elijah: It isn’t too windy

Me: Go stand outside and see

::Taylor and Eli go outside, but only Eli returns::

Elijah: It isn’t too windy

Me: It has big gusts buddy

::Taylor comes in with crazy static and wind blow hair::

Taylor: Woah, why is it like that?

Me: Santa Ana winds. The worst.

Elijah: When will the Sammy Annie winds go away?

I’m totally not correcting him. They are now forever called Sammy Annie winds.