Kid Funnies, Part III

Clayton seems to be my biggest source of amusement lately, last night I asked him to get me the 9×13 pan out, for the blackberry cobbler I was making and he replied with “but….I don’t have anything to measure with!”.  

Even that isn’t as good as the one he just pulled. You see, I had sent Clayton and Elizabeth both to bed because they were acting up and I just figured they needed a nap on a Sunday Afternoon. Shortly after, I’d gone downstairs for a snack and came back upstairs with one of the soy yogurt containers that I bought at the co-op yesterday, to try. I realized when I got up here and got settled in that I failed to grab a spoon too. 

Feeling particularly lazy, I shrugged it off and figured I’d send whichever kid popped his head in first to go get one. About a half hour later, that was Clayton, asking if he could get up.  I said “go get me a spoon, and then i’ll decide”. He said “what for?”, to which I sharply replied “just get me a spoon!” A few minutes later, he reappeared with a large plastic spoon in hand, incidentally, the one I grab on the rare occasion that I need to reinforce my words with a bit of corporal punishment.   I immediately busted out laughing at the expression on his face…and clarified that I wanted a spoon for my YOGURT. With a bit of a goofy grin on his very relieved face, he complied.

Here’s my eldest child in his space ‘foot pajamas’ trying on the snowboarding helmet that is part of Gabe’s upcoming birthday present. Isn’t he ’special’? (and yes, I intend to save this picture for his girlfriends

Another Kid Funny….

While we were at the airport on Sunday, Clayton and Elizabeth were running around, creating chaos as usual. Clayton has “heelies”, which for those of you who aren’t already aware, are tennis shoes with a wheel built in the bottom. This means he can move faster, plow more people over and just be more annoying in general and the airport makes a great “heely park”. After they got tired of running around, they went to check out the arcade and were looking for quarters that might have been left behind. Jeremy and I are sitting upstairs from the arcade (the Boise airport is small and not a very busy place) and Elizabeth comes running back up to say that we need to come help them with something. After some questioning, she spills the story. They found a quarter underneath one of the games. They tried to use their CELL PHONE to reach under and knock it out. They got the cell phone stuck. I was pretty puzzled at the sheer stupidity of it….nearly losing a cell phone to get a quarter?  Luckily, the machine wasn’t that big so we were able to tip it back long enough for one of the kids to grab the phone. The quarter stayed were it was, out of principle.

A Gabe Funny….

I can’t believe I forgot to write about this, I’m going to have to remember to write about ‘kid funnies’ because my kids say some of the funniest things I’ve ever heard in my life.

The radio station that I listen to does a lot of trivia type stuff, which I love because I’m generally pretty good at trivia. They have a “brainbuster” thing that comes on shortly after 6, which is when I leave for work. Generally, even if I know the answer, I get screwed out of answering because there is no cell signal and by the time I get to town, the question is usually answered, but last week, Gabe and I were on our way in and the question of the morning was something like:  ”X% (don’t remember the amount) of men do this, that women find extremely annoying”. That isn’t the exact phrase, but something like that. I’m thinking “holy crap, you want that list alphabetized?” and Gabe shouts out “I know the answer mom!” As it happened, we had a signal before it was answered so I handed him my cell phone and he of course already knew the number (we listen to this station all the time).

I’m not really thinking too much of it, my mind is already on work and traffic and getting the day started and I heard him redialing (busy signal) over and over again and then suddenly I hear that little voice from the back seat asking “Is it trimming their nose hairs and leaving it in the sink?”. I about drove off the road.

As it turns out, that was not the right answer, but he got on the radio. I guess he remembers mom getting upset with dad for doing that!

That is the one part I’ll miss the most about him being in school with the big kids, no more interesting trips to town in the morning!