Pulling a Moe

In the interest of creating a kind of lingua franca for this blog (and, selfishly, to make up for years of people looking at me with the kind of blithe indulgence usually reserved for the senile), I'll be introducing some terms and/or phrases from time to time to get you up to speed with dada patois.

Young Samson tends to react quickly (and violently) when he's excited about something. His little laugh is almost always accompanied by his little arms flailing about. Which is cute and endearing until you're on the receiving end. I think Vicki and I are going to get those goggles Kareem used to wear to ensure we are both still able to see by the end of Christmas morning.

In any event, this action (pictured above when Samson, in red, was only five months old) has come to be known around our house as "pulling a Moe." A fun phrase, no?

And don't worry, not only were those boys ok after this photo was taken, but their parents are actually still our friends. Although their kids now come to our house for playgroup wearing this.