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well, i’m sitting here in the dark (cause it’s getting darker and darker outside. not looking good for date night tonight.) waiting for stuff to load so i can scan my computer for viruses and other nasties and i got an idea to blog about.
kids. besides being ever so infuriating, they can be gosh-darn funny! for example: my oldest comes into the bathroom and the first thing he says is, “mommy i want a band-aid.” now, he doesn’t need a bandaid, he just wants one. what is the fascination with bandaids? why do all kids want them? i remember wanting them when i was little, but like all little kids, i pulled them off 5 seconds after i got them put on. it’s no different with my kids. i put some on my oldest, he went out to show his little brother, who came in for his bandaids. i just got done putting them on my youngest when my oldest shows up again sans bandaids. then youngest wanted his off. funny.
then they wanted some toilet paper. in an effort to keep them from taking the entire roll and draping it all over the rest of the house, i gave them each a couple of sheets. they both proceed to pretend to blow their nose and sneeze into them. and not only do they do that (and laugh themselves silly in the process) but they are checking themselves out in the bathroom mirror while they do it. and each sneeze gets more theatrical than the last. it is absolutely hysterical! if both of them don’t become comedic actors when they grow up, i will be thoroughly shocked.
the other thing i find funny, although at the time that it is happening it’s rather annoying, is when my oldest is in the middle of a stern talking to because he’s done something he isn’t supposed to. let’s just say for example that he’s emptied an entire bottle of baby powder all over his room, himself, and his little brother. now, as i am telling him that he was naughty for doing this, that he shouldn’t touch the baby powder, etc., etc., he starts fake coughing. there might be real coughing involved in this scenario, but you can usually tell the fake from the real. but in either event, lets change the baby powder to dish soap. so, there’s dish soap everywhere, he knows he’s in trouble. and he starts coughing. “i’m coughing, mommy. i’m sick, mommy.” already his little mind is trying to devise a way that he won’t get in trouble! can you believe it? he’s just started this little manipulative move. before that he was using his holding-back-the-tears voice. it’s sort of whiny and almost a sobbing kind of voice. i can’t quite describe it correctly, but i’m sure you’ve heard it at some point if you have kids. it’s always funny to me after the fact. my kid is trying to scam me! funny! at the time, not so much, but definitely after the fact, yes.
i think what makes me think it’s so funny is that he thinks it will actually work. and that he’s come up with this brilliant plan all on his own. just the first of many years to come when my kids will think i’m too dumb to know what’s really going on. *sigh* gotta love ’em.