Chas was enthusing about the Tallest Buildings in the world. He claims they are earthquake-proof. They are certainly beautiful, and their construction is an amazing feat.
It got us talking about buildings, earthquakes, the end of the world (The boys saw "2012" and loved the special effects, I told them about the major hoo-ha of December 31st, 1999) (you know how these suppertime conversations can get out of hand) and I asked them, "So. If the world was ending and you had ten seconds to run for your life, what would you take with you?"
Chas quickly said, "My knife". He's obviously thought about this. He's got the best penknife that his money could buy. He's ready for anything.
Sam said, "Both DSs, the chargers, and, um, the laptop." We ridiculed him mercilessly, of course, and described Sam, wading through the floods with his wet DS, looking for a plug to charge up. HE said, "AAAAH! BUT! What if it were an alien invasion?!?! THEY would have electricity." "Yeah, hope you have your UK-Alien plug adaptor with you!" we hooted. Cuz we are supportive like that.
When the hilarity died down, I looked at Max. "What about you?" I asked. He raised his eyebrows at me and said, VERY seriously, "The end of the world? I wouldn't take anything, just myself."
There was a moment's silence while we all thought about that. And I think I understand my kids a lot better after that conversation.
And me? I said I'd take my towel, to avoid the deadly gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal. "Oh, wonderful, you're as bad as Sam. I'm not lending either of you my knife" groaned Chas.