Anna Bell

So, since I like to pretend I’m a good parent on Instagram, I’ve been trying to include a bunch of one-off STEM experiments and crafts in my kids’ summertime fun. Ice cream in a bag and fluffy slime were hits, but the former came with a lot of complaining that their arms were going to fall off, and fluffy slime, well, we make slime all the time, but without the shaving cream, which made it smell weird, and ugh, can’t we just play Roblox, mom?

But last week, we exploded soap in the microwave, and now they’re demanding more explosions. On the one hand, I can’t exactly blame them, but on the other hand, I feel like I’ve crossed a terrible threshold in their little lizard brains.

This the The Queue, where if you ask us questions we’ll take long enough to answer for this comically large fuse to burn down. Oh, nothing important, be chill.

Between Day of the Devs, Wholesome Games, Future Games, and the Indie Games features at E3 and Summer Games Fest, and now the Steam Next Fest, my Steam wishlist has swollen from just under 200 games to well over 300 in the space of a week.

Ah, to be a former Alterra employee building my own spacious underwater seabase piece by painstaking piece.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we can totally answer while we go find more titanium and watch the Nintendo panel. Multitasking is a thing, it’s fine.

With the summer comes a constant state of interruptions. Between requests for snacks (which I’d intentionally put in a reachable place in the pantry) and complaints of being bored, I’m bored, I’m so booooored, even though I planned super cool activities like exploding soap and ice cream in a bag, I can’t really sit down and just write something like The Queue until everyone is in bed — and of course, one kid wants to stay up past her bed time, and the other is still in the habit of needing me at 3 am, so focusing on anything is

Sorry, I needed to get a kid a bowl of cereal. What were we talking about?

Oh, right, this is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we

Wait, where was I? And where’s my bear?

Made you look.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’re simultaneously incredibly loud and make the earth shake, but will sneak up behind you and whisper the answer in your ear.

That’s right, we’re putting behind a fully digital year of distance elementary and preschool, and now my kids are just… directionless urchins who still need my help and guidance at every turn. So, that’s great. At least I don’t need to remember how to do area multiplication ever again.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions, and if they’re about area multiplication, SO HELP ME YOGG…

This is The Queue, where you ask the questions and we supply the answers — as long as you pick up the phone. Why would you even screen your calls? This is important.

After a long week, Rutherford and I are really looking forward to some well-earned R&R. Because man, has it been a long week.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’ll answer right after this nap. Oh, no time for a nap today? Well, let’s go anyway.

Is there anything you memorized earlier in your life that no longer remains relevant, but for some reason it has burrowed itself so deeply you cannot forget it, and it sometimes pops out in weird ways?

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we devote the tiny part of our brain that isn’t reciting the Greek alphabet to answering.

Rutherford was just a little bit jealous at first, but now he and Daisy are practically best buddies. I’d be really excited about this, but apparently they’re having another of their zany screaming contests! So glad they’re bonding over being loud!

So. Glad.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and if we get a quiet moment to ourselves we’ll answer them.