Monday, June 30, 2008

what was the best part

Around here, we often ask each other what the best part (and sometimes worst) of our day was. Tonight at dinner, Stephanie initiated the asking.

G: Coming home.

H: (nothing)

S: Should I come back to you? (Sounds like a teacher, don't you think?)

H: Yes.

Me: Coming home.

S: Playing dodge ball.

H: Playing with my balls.

At that moment I must have channeled Beavis and Butthead because I could not stop laughing. Could not. The kids didn't understand what was so gosh dang funny. Thank goodness for that! Just when I felt like I was in control of myself, Stephanie asked her to repeat herself ~ probably trying to see what was so hysterical. I lost it again. I nearly got heartburn from laughing so hard. 

1 comment:

Danny & Paulette said...

Take two tums and call me in the morning.

Dr. Papa

P.S. - No charge for the e-call, but I still need some information. . . . . PLEASE.