This momma isn't feeling so hot. Don't get me wrong, I'm all cried out from the last few weeks and was ready to take on the world after a pretty neat Women's Retreat this past weekend (and yet more tears), but now I'm sick again. What gives?? I wanted to come home and clean house! *snicker* Instead, I just use laughter as the medicine of choice for now. I felt like sharing it with you all so nobody else would worry that I'm off flatlining in the chicken shed unnoticed by my family. (That means I'm sorry I've been so... QUIET! But I'm not dead.)
Today at our house in the space of 5 minutes flat...
Princess D brings me the kids' coupon book and shows me THIS little page:
Coupon Good for:
ROYALTY FOR THE DAY!
(Your wish is my command)
To which I say - oh YEAH, I would like that one!
Princess D blankly retorts, "Mom, you get that one every day."
I laugh. She's so obnoxious and quick witted. I sound like a hyena with a smokers cough right now. Not feeling well, and sounding even worse! Which of course makes the laughter escalate several degrees.
So I just get done with my lung-burning hysterics and silence falls over the dining room where the kids are working on various projects.
Out of the blue, my little man, in all his 6 years of wisdom states, while busily coloring a butterfly, "I'm finkin of kissin' a girl." Just like that.
More hysterical laughter. It really sounds like I should go on a nicotine patch.
Then Pirate Boy takes off for the bathroom. Apparently my laughter has made HIM need to wet himself (there's a switch) and it's urgent. The room goes quiet again, and then we hear a big THUNK, WHAM, BANG!!
"Are you ok in there son? Did you fall in?" *more giggles*
Pirate Boy yells back, "NO, I'm FINE! I just tripped over the toilet!"
Oh Lord help me, I'm gonna need an inhaler. It's an emergency.
*cough cough wheeze wheeze laugh sputter choke*