Supergirl is thirteen, and pretty darned cool, and *very* precise. I wasn’t really paying attention the other night at dinner, but when I zoned in on a conversation about one of her friends at school, my Pedant-Baiting persona kicked in. She does it to me all the time, it’s fun to be able to get my own back occasionally 😉
So, something something something…Â friends call her Polar Bear, because, you know, she is like, exactly like a polar bear.
Dad: Really? How?
SG: Her hair is really pale. She’s just a polar bear.
Dad: Oh. OK.
SG: *draws breath to (presumably) change the subject* …
Me (previously quiet and minding own business): Does she have all over body hair?
Dad and SG: What?!
Me: You said she’s like a polar bear. Does she have a black tongue?
SG: *stony face*
Me: Does she eat seals? Does she catch them and rip off their skin with her teeth?
SG: *stony face*
Me: Does she have a wet nose and really like swimming?
SG: *really quite dangerous stony face*
Me: 😀
