Drama Queen: Mom, when I’m fifteen, will you buy me an air guitar?
LadyBug: Will I buy you a what?
DQ: Will you buy me an air guitar?
LB: Do you know what an air guitar is?
DQ: Yeah, it’s like a rock guitar.
LB: Nope……You already have an air guitar. Here, I’ll show you. Hold your left hand up like this. [Holding left hand out to the side.] Now hold your right hand in front of your belly, like this. [Right hand poised at “guitar” level.] Now move your right hand like this. [Simulating “strumming” of guitar.] That’s an air guitar. When you pretend to play a guitar, you’re playing an air guitar.
Miss Attitude: [Has been paying close attention and following instructions.] So…an air guitar is a guitar……made of air!
DQ: [Is not nearly as amused or interested as Miss Attitude.] Well, I want a rock star guitar.
LB: [Mentally calculating how much money these kids are gonna end up costing me. They’re bleeding me dry, I tell ya.]