Maya, Eden and I were playing Apples to Apples the other night.
Eden wanted to be the judge, so we said okay, even though she also decided she would moonlight on Maya's "team."
The card we picked was "Predictable."
Maya put down "Costume Party." I put down "Doctor's Waiting Room."
"A costume party is totally predictable," Maya argued first. "People have to wear costumes, they're told what time to show up, and they all dress like something else."
"Are you kidding?" I said. "A doctor's waiting room is the definition of predictable. Every office has one, and you always have to sit in it before your appointment, and you always have to sit in it for longer than you want to."
Eden mulled over the arguments. Then she directed a look of pure sympathy at me as she handed the card to Maya.
"I'm sorry, Mom," she said. "But Maya's right. Sometimes you have to wait longer than expected for the pinata."