Waiting in a Line...Jumbles of Conversations

My daughter turned five earlier this week and to celebrate her birthday we all went to a Justin Roberts concert. Justin Roberts is a singer/songwriter of all things kid: trucks, monsters, baseball, you name it he's probably got a song about it! He is fantastic and we had a great time. It was a rather brisk morning as we waited outside the venue and as the four of us stood, huddled, staying warm and quiet, there was a lot of conversations going on around us. I couldn't help but take note.  


"Can you please get your head out of the garbage can?"
    (Cell phone convo)"No really, take your time, they won't open the doors for another ten minutes."  
         "If your hands are in your pockets and you fall you will end up on your face."
                "Simon Says? Okay, can I be Simon first?"
"Really, I mean it, it is full of germs."
    "Yeah, I'm right outside the place, the line isn't too long yet."               
           "Your hands can't protect you, that's why."
                 "Simon Says touch your nose...touch your head....uh oh, Simon didn't saaaayy!"
"The chain isn't any better, stop leaning on it...you're going to fall."
     "Okay, see you soon. Bye."
            "Okay, that's it, hold my hand...no come back here...."
                  "Simon Says hands on your hips."

(Me) "Look you two, they're opening the doors!" Insert tiny squeal here from my daughter who was beside herself with excitement!

Justin Roberts is working on two albums to be released later this year, so I am sure another visit to one of his performances is in our future yet again!

**Side Note: Thanks to all you slicers out there who have read, commented, not commented, participated, etc. This has been a tremendously fun experience and I thank each of you for the part you played. See you on Tuesday's!