Me, trying to persuade Rooby: It feels good to pee in the lake. Very liberating.
Rooby: What’s ‘liberating’?
Me: It means it makes you feel free. Free from the constraints of modern—
Rooby: —toilets.
Hulk.
Rooby, showing me that when she opened her toothpaste, she tore the lid right off the cap: Look what I did!
Me: Wow, you must have superstrength!
Rooby: Yeah!
Me: You’re like the Hulk!
Rooby: Don’t you mean the … Bulk?
Me: The Bulk?
Rooby: Like, the Booty Hulk? [shakes booty]
Rooby’s dream.
“I had a dream that you and I were walking in a woods and we found a giant spiderweb and there was a skunk and a bear sleeping in it.
“Then the bear woke up and stuck his finger in his ear and ate his ear sap.
“It was a pretty disgusting and hilarious dream.”
Fan.
At the Andy Warhol Museum.
Me: Andy Warhol was a painter, a print-maker, and a filmmaker.
Rooby: Then I bet Daddy’s a big fan.
D: Well, I’m not a huge fan of Warhol’s films…
Rooby: Are you a fan of anyone’s films but your own?
Name.
Rooby: Was your name Gena when you were a kid?
Me: It sure was.
Rooby: [gestures that she has something to say in my ear, then whispers into it] No offense, but, in my opinion, that sounds like a grownup name.
Everything she knows about the ocean she learned from Moana.
Me: In a couple of days, we’ll see the ocean.
Rooby: Will we take a boat out on the ocean?
Me: I’m not sure.
Rooby: Will we take it past the reef?
Me: Um…maybe?
Rooby: Will we find an unforgiving sea??
Out of control.
Rooby: How was your day?
Me: It was pretty good! How was your last day of school?
Rooby: It was good. The party was awesome! But it was a little out of control.
Me: How so?
Rooby: The person who was serving ice cream put chocolate sauce on mine by accident.
