I LOL'd 5 times yesterday.
#1 So, I heard Rob trying to corral children into the house from the car. They get very poky and linger sometimes. "Come on, get in the house." (some wait time) "Let's go, I don't want to stand out here all day." (some more wait time) "Run" Camie, who has had some trouble with a sprained ligament in her knee says, "Dad, you know I can't run." Rob says, "Sorry about your physical limitations, now let's go."
#2 My 7 year old was eating dinner when she suddenly donned a pouty face. My sister asked her, "What's wrong with the Leila-belle?" Leila answers, "I'm trying to eat all my black-eyed peas so I can get dessert." My sister, "AJ" (for Aunt Jennifer) responds, "But you're almost done, you only have a few left, just scoop 'em up with your rice and they'll be gone." Leila pouts some more, "but there's a squishy one in there that's all messed up." AJ- "Well, just pick that one out, you don't have to eat the squishy one." Leila, in her forlorness- "But that means I'd have to dig through the whole pile of rice. I don't even know where it is!"
#3 (Going to copy from my husband Rob's Facebook status because it says it all)-"Last night at the dinner table, Jacob belched. On his way to his timeout, he pooted. Camie said, "What's the big deal about burps and poots? They're just air." Jacob explained, "They're air that's been touching poop." I laughed so hard I not only cried, I sweated. I guess I'll never grow up. Sherry here again- this went on for a solid 5 minutes of uncontrollable laughter. Even our parrot caught the wave of laughter.
#4 After dinner the 7 year old pronounces that she can say, John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt 10x very fast without laughing. I give her my attention and tell her to go for it. She's pretty good. I ask if she wants me to time her and she gets super excited and serious about doing her best. 22 seconds. My 15 year old says, "Let me try." ok- 15 seconds. He starts bragging that he beat her. My 12 year old with her dry wit humor says very unceremoniously and kind of monotone, "woo hoo- you beat a 7 year old saying John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt"
#5 We were playing UNO last night as a family. I was sitting next to Rob. After several times of either reversing play on him, making him draw 2 or skipping him, he turns to me all smug and says, "Clap your own butt shut." (Sorry to my mother-in-law for our potty mouths) Rob and I both looked at each other with a look of disbelief, "I can't believe I/you just said that in front of our children!" We both knew instantaneously that it would give license to our children to repeat it gleefully. And they did, LOUD with Cheshire grins! You're maybe wondering what that even means.... There's some history here. Back when Rob and I were first married and before children (so over 17 years ago) during a playful argument and me having no good retort said, "well, clap your own butt shut." Rob tilted his head, lowered his eyebrows in perplexed amusement and said, "what does that mean?" I didn't know, it just sounded like a good come back. Ever since, when trying to get in the last words, that's what we say to each other, but NEVER in front of children. I mean we have kept that a private conversation for 17 long years! Alas, no more, being shown up in UNO put our private famous last words on display to be immortalized by our children. And if you knew our children, you would know they jumped at the chance to mock that and add it to their repertoire of distasteful things to say.
Reviewing my laughs makes me realize that they are probably only funny to me. And probably are things that 'you had to be there' for. Never-the-less it was a good day for laughs for me...and hey, this is all about me anyways! Ha.
FUNNY!!!
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