Driving downtown on a HOLIDAY MONDAY with Collette and our daughters.
Eve said "OMG, these tulips are so Amity and the white one is so Divergent"
*GASP* "And look inside, it's Dauntless!"
Looking at Parliament buildings.
Eve being freaked out by the Whispering Wall (although if I'd pointed out that her head was directly below a boob, it probably would have generated a similar expression)
Letting our daughters pose with statues of political figures...
...with increasing levels of disrespect.
Having fancy drinks in a perfectly shaded patio spot.
Eve was adamant that she didn't need help cutting her pizza. It was entertaining.
Then we had gelato and drove home along the canal. I had the dubious pleasure of hearing Jason Derulo's Talk Dirty song for the first time. I said "did he seriously just say 'your booty don't need explaining'?" Everyone assured me that he had. Collette said "I kind of feel like mine does, though - you know, something like 'I've had three kids, I can't stay away from ice cream'". Things devolved from there.