{"id":33284,"date":"2008-12-12T13:37:17","date_gmt":"2008-12-12T13:37:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/12\/12\/enough-with-the-fingers\/"},"modified":"2008-12-12T13:37:17","modified_gmt":"2008-12-12T13:37:17","slug":"enough-with-the-fingers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/12\/12\/enough-with-the-fingers\/","title":{"rendered":"Enough with the Fingers"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ever since the <a href=\"\/?p=534&#038;phpMyAdmin=y7-wyFW16QINBVwSxwbVWn-cg16\">Finger of Doom<\/a> made its dramatic return to our lives, our spare time has been peppered with &#8220;finger of doom&#8221; incidents. To give you an idea of what this is&nbsp;like, imagine yourself going about your daily routine &#8211; cooking, cleaning, writing, playing, whatever it is you do. Now imagine a little boy appearing in front of you, one index finger raised high over his head, shouting &#8220;finger of doom!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>If you don&#8217;t run, you&#8217;re going to get poked hard in the belly. If you do run, you&#8217;ll probably get poked. The only defense, therefore, is to raise your own finger and shout &#8220;Finger of Doom!&#8221; back at your attacker.<\/p>\n<p>Now you&#8217;re in a fencing match that will end once someone gets poked. At that point, the loser crumples bonelessly to the ground while making a pitiful wail. The victor, of course,&nbsp;gets to practice his evil laugh.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s what living with the Finger of Doom is like.<\/p>\n<p>The other day, however, my oldest son once again decided to be scared. When I surprised him with the finger, he scrambled backwards, squealing &#8220;no daddy, no daddy, no!&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>He really appeared scared &#8211; even though he had applied the Finger of Doom to his little brother just moments earlier &#8211; so I changed my course. I had already said &#8220;Finger&#8221;, so I couldn&#8217;t change that. Instead of saying &#8220;of doom,&#8221; however, I said &#8220;of funny!&#8221; and tickled him.<\/p>\n<p>He thought it was hilarious.<\/p>\n<p>Five minutes later, he was in the kitchen attacking me with the Finger of Funny. A few minutes after that, he introduced the Finger of Freeze (you have to stop moving when you&#8217;re poked).&nbsp; The Finger of Nothing (which does nothing) followed, and finally, the Finger of Tickle (very similar to the Finger of Funny) made an appearance.<\/p>\n<p>By the end of the day, we had four separate &#8220;finger of&#8221; games that could appear at any time, and frequently did, in rapid succession.<\/p>\n<p>Momma laid down the law at dinner &#8211; no fingering allowed during dinner. Then bedtime came. No fingering then either. The next morning, we were forced to outlaw fingering while getting dressed.<\/p>\n<p>With all the new rules, the games have pretty much stopped.&nbsp;Somehow, though, I doubt we&#8217;ve seen the last of Finger of Doom.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ever since the Finger of Doom made its dramatic return to our lives, our spare time has been peppered with &#8220;finger of doom&#8221; incidents. To give you an idea of what this is&nbsp;like, imagine yourself going about your daily routine &#8211; cooking, cleaning, writing, playing, whatever it is you do. Now imagine a little boy [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[118,122],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-33284","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-c","category-daddytales-n"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-8EQ","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33284","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=33284"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33284\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33284"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=33284"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=33284"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}