Backfire!

I have the funniest brother ever. Any of you that know him cannot deny the truth of that statement. Those of you who don't, I'm sorry you haven't had the pleasure of a few hours in his company, and to put it in perspective, those who know both of us don't think I have a sense of humor at all after knowing him. I am the "quiet" one. I defy anyone to not be pale in comparison. He thinks his latest prank may have backfired...I completely disagree. I've laughed so hard about it since he told me that my stomach and cheeks (facial ones thank you very much) are sore. A little over a month ago he decided to fill out a survey for the regional Pizza joint there in Fort Smith called Eureka Pizza. Knowing him as I do I would expect absolutely nothing less than the response he gave, which they took seriously and PUBLISHED! And so without further delay I give you the words of my famous brother John: "I really enjoyed my big, big meal from ya'll. It was so, so good! When I was done I licked my teeth and patted my stomach and said AAAAHHHHHHH." The best part of the whole thing...they included his name and city on the flyer they are delivering with every box!

Knock Knock

One of Jackson's favorite things to do is sit next to me and babble incessantly. Repeat things over and over and over and over...... The other night we were sitting at the table playing a board game and he was sitting next to me repeating "Knock knock, who's there, banana. Knock knock, who's there, banana. Knock knock, who's there, banana. Knock knock, who's there, banana. Knock knock, who's there, banana". This continued without pause for approximately 10 minutes (ask Clint if you think I'm exagerrating) when out of the blue he said "Knock knock, who's there, orange. Aren't you glad I didn't say banana?" We about fell out of our chairs laughing! First, HE TOLD A JOKE! Second, he was exactly right! I was profusely glad that he did not say banana!

Beano + Panty Hose

I just have to tell you...Erika ROCKS! She's been going to one on one soccer coaching for about eight weeks now with Coach Sean, her new soccer coach. Being her natural reserved self, she never says a word during the hour long sessions. When he picks at her she just puts her head down and grins. For eight weeks she has spent the entire hour quiet as a mouse going through drills, even playing him one on one without a peep. The other week she was sitting on the tailgate getting some water and he was pickin' at her and out of the blue she said "How do you know if a woman is wearing pantyhose?" He said "I don't know". She answered "If she farts her ankles swell up." I thought I would fall off the tailgate! His face turned blazing red and I laughed until I couldn't see straight. Eight weeks of silence and she breaks it with THAT!!!!!! I don't know, maybe you just had to be there. Either way, Becky and I decided today that maybe they should start selling Beano with each package of pantyhose just so you never give yourself away.

One Big Recessive Gene

That's me alright. One big recessive gene. It's been a joke in our family for quite some time now. Just look at my children! I did nothing but incubate them! Of course with a mug like mine I'm rather relieved they took their father's dominate genes over mine. I even have proof now....at my visit to the ENT I was told that I have significant hearing loss in both ears and there ain't nothin' I can do about it. Just look forward to hearing aids much sooner rather than later. I wish you could have seen the look of consternation on the Doctor's face when he said "Your hearing loss is attributed to a specific recessive gene" and I busted out laughing. Well of course it is! I could've told him that! I just hope that "specific recessive gene" and a few others ended with me for real. I'm sorry, what did you say?

AAAAAAHHHHH! Bluh.

According to Kail, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" is the sound a raindrop makes while it's falling and "Bluh" is the sound it makes when it hits the window. Just thought you should know.

Can't Fool Him!

I had the opportunity this morning to wake up bright and early (as usual) with Kail's hand on my face rubbing my cheek and the sounds of him giggling after he announced "I farted on you Mom!" The difference this morning was that I also had a chance to go upstairs and play with him in his room for a while since no one else was awake yet. Let me tell you, playing with Kail is ALWAYS a treat. He held up his Princess Leia figure (we were playing a combination of Star Wars and Knights of course) and asked "Where did you get this Mom?" I said, "I don't remember if it came from Wal-Mart or if I got it on the computer". He thought about this for a second then busted out laughing and said "This won't fit in the computer!" He ain't no dummy! By the way, this is Kail-Boy in his "Jerry Lewis" hat making his "Jerry Lewis" face. Our little comedian has a new idol. Sure wish you could see him dance around the living room acting like him.