things that make me go HA!

what made me laugh today:

• watching Zack fly over the handle bars while riding his bike at the park. He had just gotten out the words: "Look how good I am at this!" before he realized that he was about to crash into a garbage can. He took a quick turn and went flying. I tried not to giggle while helping him up, but I lost it when he started taking in deep breaths and blowing out slowly from his air-puffed cheeks. He didn't cry, and I was glad because then I would have looked like an awful mother. Aaron saw the whole thing and shook his finger at me as Zack and I joined the family on the blanket for our picnic lunch.
  

• listening to Luke quiz Zack on the car ride home. Luke- True or False: Scuba gear was invented in 1960? Zack- True? Luke- WRONG! It was the 1940's. True or False: Angelfish babies look differently than their parents? Zack- False. Luke- Wrong again. Angelfish babies look totally different. (don't even ASK me where this is coming from...)
  

• A few minutes later, Zack was getting annoyed by Luke (no doubt... I would too if someone was quizzing me with pointless underwater trivia.) I told Luke to knock it off and he didn't. So I said when we get home, he was sitting in time-out. (This hasn't happened since Luke was 2.) Luke asked how long he had to sit in time-out and I told him 7 minutes, because he was 7. Ben said, as though they've discussed this topic before:"See Luke? There are some good things about getting older, and there are some not-so-good things." Tru dat.
  

• During "quiet time" the boys watched a movie and Simon and I went upstairs to take a long bubble bath. I laid Simon next to the tub in his diaper. I figured when he was fussy, I would put him in with me. Ten minutes later, I hear him snoring. Do I wake him up and bathe him or let him sleep? I decided to turn on the water and see if he woke up. That was NOT a good idea. He was so frightened by the sound of the water... and I just couldn't help but laugh after seeing all his body parts fling in the air as though the world was coming to an end. I tried to calm him in the tub, giggling every time I pictured his reaction. His bottom lip was pouty for a good 5 minutes and I enjoyed every bit of it.

• After blow drying my hair, I thought I heard something unusual coming from the house next to us. (Our walls are literally 3 inches from our neighbors.) So I cracked the window to see if everything was okay. Sure enough, I heard my neighbors making sweet love. This is a first for me. I closed and locked the window and was happy they were enjoying themselves at 3 in the afternoon.
  

• For history/science/mechanical engineering we've been learning about the Wright brothers who took flight in Dec 1903. (Robinson Crusoe is finally finished and I am thrilled to be discussing anything other than cannibalism :) The invention of the airplane seemed like an uplifting place to go next. {Without getting over zealous, let me state that I am fascinated by Wilbur and Orville Wright. Completely and utterly bewitched. I will have to write more on this subject another time.} As we discussed their creativity, determination and brotherly-love, Ben seemed to be feeling a bit of pressure. He said with a sigh, "Luke and I are kinda like those guys but I don't think we will ever be able to invent an airplane." Luke agreed, "We can only think of things that are kinda cool." That made me laugh. I tried to cheer them up by explaining that they could think of something completely lame and still become famous. It's all about how they market the product. Take the Chia Pet, for example. A dude puts a plant in a pot shaped like a critter and becomes a bazillionare. ch-ch-ch-ching!

• Around dinner time, I took the older boys over to a friend's house so Simon and I could pick up a few items for the ward campout. After I dropped off the kids, I rolled down all the windows in my minivan and hummed the tune of Aretha's FREEDOM song. If only I could hit that high note like Siobhan. When Simon and I got to Sam's Club, I saw a young mother struggling with her four out-of-control kids. I tried to smile at her and give her a bit of encouragement. She glared back at me as if to say, "You have it so easy with ONE little tiny baby." And then I laughed. I hope she didn't think I was laughing at her.
  

Following suit with most Tuesdays, it's been a really crazy day... filled with reading, writing, arithmetic, laundry, throw-up (the baby kind, not the flu kind), errand running, cleaning, and now a bit of blogging. Sometimes I imagine myself starring in my own sitcom and find it very hilarious. I guess if I don't laugh, I will go insane. Or possibly my giggling is an outward manifestation of my insanity. Anywhom, I am happy in this state of psychosis.

Something that I didn't find funny today: having to pay $35 for a lost CD from the library. We listened to that blasted Bing Crosby White Christmas CD ONCE on Christmas morning and haven't seen it since. It's a goody, but $35 is a little outrageous. It almost killed me, but I forked out the cash. Knowing how often we go to the library, I can justify it.. I keep telling myself over and over that it's like an annual pass to a museum. But the library means so much more to us and they will use the money for a good cause. Breathe. Relax. Everything will turn out okay. Only three more hours until Daddy comes home......