Monday, May 4, 2009

Manic Monday

Oh, its just a fountain of hilarity around here these days...

Tyler was telling us a story about the neighbor's dog Coco, only he called her Chocolate. We giggled and corrected him, No, its Coco. "Oh, okay. Right, sorry. So then Chocolate barked again..."

I was driving home from picking up the kids at school, Gunnar beside me in the passenger seat. He reached down and picked up a football from the floor, "Wow, its a football!" I let out a loud crack of laughter. "I meant to say a CFL football! I mean, obviously I know its a football!" He was mortified.

I asked Lena tonight where the boys were. "They're in their room, playing Gran Leff Wahdo." What? They're playing what? "Mom, you know," she huffed, rolling her eyes at me, "Gran Leff Wahdo? Their new game?" Like I was an idiot. Oh, you mean Grand Theft Auto? "Yeah, that's what I said." Oh, okay. Madly laughing.

Ryder and Lena were having a bath and Ardan decided to join them. Picture three sardines stuffed in a tiny can, lol. Ardan and Lena were goofing around, splashing, which must have annoyed Ryder because he yelled at them, "Dop, you guyyyyy!" We all stopped and stared at him, not sure if we'd heard correctly. Ardan splashed him again to see if he'd repeat it, and he did! "Dop, you guyyyy!"

There's a story Ty's family loves to tell of when he was a boy. His aunt had told him he was found in a cabbage patch and he replied, "I was never a baby, I was a dragon." Well, guess what? Lena told us the other day that when she grows up, she's going to be a dragon. She's never heard that story so what a weirdly cute coincidence is that? Like father, like daughter, I guess. (Her reason for wanting to be a dragon? "Dragons never die." Oh-kayyyy. Am I sensing a need for therapy there? Haha.)

A commercial came on tv the other night. A middle-aged woman was talking to the camera, saying how her and her husband started getting into fishing, then became obsessed with it, fishing whenever they could. Then he got Viagra and now they never go fishing. Ardan turns to me and exclaims, "We need to get Dad some Viagra so he won't be obsessed with fishing all the time!" Poor Tyler just about choked! Hahahaha.

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