Because Some Things Crack Me Up Beyond Words

While driving in the country yesterday we saw this sign.

And within a few yards of it we saw this:

Maybe

Maybe I bought face paints for Halloween.  And maybe one Saturday morning my husband got bored.

Maybe.

Maybe he, then, promised our children that I would paint their faces.

Maybe we had to go to town right after this.  Maybe my husband’s face broke out.  And my 3 year old wanted his paint off.  NOW.  And he wanted to do it.  And then maybe in the store my girl started to cry that she wanted hers off too.  But only one side.  So, maybe she became a lopsided butterfly.  Maybe I’m getting used to being looked at weird in public.

Maybe my husband shoots stuff.  Both camera lingo-speaking and quite literally.

Maybe before some of you were even waking for the day I discovered that you can vacuum flies right off the ceiling if it’s cold enough that they won’t fly off.  Maybe my husband qualifies as paparazzi.

Maybe we burned the porch couch the other day.  Maybe it made me sad.  For more than one day.

Maybe sanity is something we know very little about.

Hangin’ Tough

Some people have sections of their blogs devoted to the things their children say.  Me?  It’s my husband that’s truly quote worthy.  Anytime you need a laugh that’s the place to read through the archives.

This morning while I let my girl fix my hair we watched Fox and Friends Weekend.  I got up to pour a second cup of coffee and Matt called me back, looked longingly at his empty coffee cup and asked “What’re you doing?” with a sly look.  I responded, “Serving you a coffee refill while wearing a tiara and waiting to watch a segment about the emasculation of manly men.”

A recent morning drumming session.

A little later in the same morning the following conversation took place when Matt started New Kids on the Block to be funny and show the kids just how many words I would actually know.  I was very pleased to oblige by singing into my microphone remote control.

There’s that line in Hangin’ Tough where they say “Don’t cross our paths because you’re gonna get stomped” my husband made up the alternative words “You better watch out, we’ll get our bodyguards on you.”  When the kids asked why he would say that, he explained that “the New Kids on the Block were about as hard as a nurse.”  (If you nurses take issue with this, take it up with Matt, yo?  I ain’t the one.)

I laughed and told him to watch it, that Donnie Wahlberg was one tough guy.  A manly man, if you will.

And Matt committed the ultimate sin with, “Donnie Wahlberg was an Axl Rose wannabe.”

Porch Couch Repurposed

Who knew that silly couch would be so versatile?

Boom Boom Pow

A recent Saturday morning around our house.

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