Need a laugh?

Today I am so thankful for some of the delightful things my kids say.  Life is always interesting when they are around.    I thought I'd share a couple of the things I've heard lately that have cracked. me. up.

Not too long ago, the boys and I were in the grocery checkout line looking at all the wonders and treasures shelved at kids' eye level.  Matthew pointed to a Slim Jim and asked, "What is that called?"  My eyes fell on the item in question, my stomach gave an involuntary heave, and I replied, "It is called GROSS!"  I then explained that it is supposed to be like jerky (I think), but is actually nothing like real jerky and that they should never, never eat it because it could make them very sick. A week or so went by, and while Jacob and I were in yet another checkout line, he suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, look, Mom!  Two grosses!"  Yep, he'd spotted the double pack.  I laughed and laughed and told him how very right he was.  Good boy, Jake.  You just remember that - GROSS- that's what it is! (And if you ever find yourself tempted by a Slim Jim, you should read this info and see if you can bring yourself to ever stomach one again.)  Gross.

Matthew recently received a charming gift in a party bag  - FLARP! noise putty.  If you are not acquainted with this, uh, substance, you should certainly find some for yourself.  Just be sure you are in a completely juvenile mood when you open it, have your kids demonstrate its amazing properties for you, and laugh till you're crying. I dare you not to laugh.  Sarah and Megan got ahold of said Flarp and were entertaining me with all sorts of . . . noises.  Now I have never been one to really laugh at bodily functions, er, noises much - I'm much too prim and proper for that nonsense, but the girls had me absolutely rolling on the floor.  Darin called from work and when I tried to talk to him, Sarah put the Flarp up to the phone and demonstrated its qualities for him.  Needless to say, I couldn't talk to him right then and had to call back - much later.  The kicker though was when Megan proudly proclaimed, "I can make those noises without that stuff!"  Sarah and I were falling on top of each other with laughter.  Realizing what she had just said, Megan quickly shouted, "No, I meant with my mouth!  WITH MY MOUTH!" and joined us in our pile of giggles. 

Never dull, I tell you.  I love that my kids make me laugh.  Every. single. day.  Thanks, guys!