For those B-52 fans out there…

(excuse the poor editing: quick and dirty at midnight!)

So, let me explain about that one. I was hiding under a blanket and she found me. I said, “No, no, this isn’t Daddy! I’m just a rock!” So the next time she found me she said, “Oh, I just found a rock.” Logically, I responded, “But it wasn’t a rock…it was a Rock Lobst-ah!” Now, anytime someone is hiding under a blanket, they are “being a rock lobster”.

She also has another version, in which someone goes under a dock and there they find a rock, however, it’s just “a plain old rock”, and not, in fact, a rock lobster.

Rock Lobster! Come on, it’s not as bad as the time she asked her Grandpa, “Have you heard about the bird? Everybody’s heard about the bird!”