Things That Make Us Laugh

Last night while sitting with his feet on the desk and knees up to his chin, M told us he likes to sit like that at school and do his work. (He’s very flexible – he can even put his feet behind his head.) I asked him if that wasn’t against the rules.

“Oh, yes,” he said. “We’re not supposed to do it. I put them on my desk when the teacher isn’t looking and then take them down when she turns around.”

Hmm. That would explain a whole lot about the notes home we get about his need to practice his writing and coloring. It’s fairly hard to write well and color in the lines when you’re practicing your Cirque du Soleil routine at the same time.

Then M told us that he can color with his feet.

“You can?” D and I said together.
“Yep. During free art I do it that way.”

Okee-dokee.

Today D had to go in to work for a few minutes, and since Walmart is having a huge sale on sodas, he went over there, too, and did some grocery shopping for me. Hooray, I got to share the grocery duties today! Well, he always gets much more interesting things from the store than boring ol’ mommy does. He found root beer and Dr. Pepper popsicles this morning. The boys are ecstatic. Well, they’re excited, anyway. After lunch they ran to the freezer and picked some out. Sugar is just what they needed after already being so wound up this morning that they were fighting and wrestling with each other over some silly argument (it really was over something very silly) so much that they woke their little sister up from her nap resulting in the appearance of Little Miss Cranky for a couple of hours until I finally gave her lunch and made her take another nap. The boys are now outside eating their popsicles so cranky Boo can rest and be Happy Boo later on.

J looked at his popsicle and said, “Is it really Dr. Pepper flavored?”

Then he burped. Loudly. And he said, “Oh, yes. It’s definitely Dr. Pepper.” And his brother thought that was extremely funny. Burping is comic relief around our house.

And here’s a little example of M’s joke-telling fun. He told us this one from the back seat of the car yesterday.

M said, “You know what you get when the chicken crosses the road?”
We said, “What?”
M said, “A dead chicken.”
D said, “I thought you got lunch.”
M said, “No, you get a dead chicken.”
And D said, “Yeah, you get chicken nuggets.”
M said, “Huh?”
D said, “You know, dead chicken, chicken nuggets.”
M said, “Uh-unh. I don’t get it. You get a dead chicken.”
I said, “Good one!” Then to D, “He doesn’t get it, we’d better just laugh and drop it or this will go on until we get home……”

Life with boys is certainly interesting.