These past few weeks stress has been working to almost completely erode my funny bone. Very little has made me smile and it’s a near impossibility for someone to get a heartfelt laugh from me. Yet, my kids still manage to make me chuckle on a daily basis. Even when the word ‘Mom’ has worn itself out and I’m ready to have it switched over to the ‘naughty word list’ they can still manage to make me giggle.
Going over Jack’s word list for school we came to the word ‘gas’. He giggled and said “When we did this word at school I told my teacher that Daddy had lots of gas”
I laughed a laugh that was full of relief that he hadn’t used my name.
The other morning I woke Jack up for his shower before school (I thought daily showering started with preening teenagers but apparently not)
Jack: Ok mom, I can do it all by myself
Me: Wow, you’re getting so big. Do you even need me for anything anymore?
Jack (after a moment of thought): Sure. You can still cut my toenails.
Lily‘s new favourite word is Poopeyhead. Every knock-knock joke, every story told and every other sentence is peppered with Poopeyheads. If I were a better (ie. more classy ) mother I would put a stop to it but I’m more focused on getting her to stop saying “Dammit is a bad word. Dammit not a very nice word. I never say dammit” over and over and over again.
After dinner one night I leaned over and whispered “Can I tell you a secret?”
Me: Lily is a Poopeyhead
We did this a few times.
Lily then whispered in my ear “Can I tell you a ‘ecret?”
Lily: You’re a nice lady
Me: *Heart. Melting*
We reverted back to Poopeyhead for a few moments
Lily: Can I tell you a ‘ecret?
Lily: Mommy is pretty.
And with that she folded me up and placed me securely in her back pocket…
What have your kids said lately that’s made you smile?