Okay. Perhaps I should not be blogging about this for the world (yes, I think I am *that* fantastic!) to read. However, I sure needed a giggle today and my little guy gave it to me. I hope you all find it as amusing as I.
My three kids had a fun visit today at which they received some balloons from which people can bend and twist to make animals or what have you. With my five kidlets this was almost as good as going to an amusement park. Deprived you may fear? Perhaps.
They were having a grand time whacking each other in the face or wherever it landed with their beloved balloon....thingies. I was doing quite well at ignoring them and just letting them get it all out. I figure a little latex and some air can't hurt too much, right?
As I said, I *was* doing quite well at focusing elsewhere, that was until my 9 year old decided it would be HILARIOUS to stick his sword-ish balloon out the front passenger window of the van with him being in the middle row. I asked once, Please keep the balloon back there with you, it's not for sticking out the window. Somehow it snuck its way back to the window. I repeated my previous request. He withdrew it.
Now, You may think that my children wouuld never dream of disobeying me not once, not twice, not even three times. This however, would make you crazy. The sword-ish thing found its way to the window a third time. This time I rolled the window up on it! HA! Now this *I* found hilarious! My 9 year old, not so much.
I left the sword in the window until we got home. Every time I looked over I chuckled. Every time I chuckled I could hear a groan from behind me. HA! So, we pull in to our driveway and I release my prisoner and all the kids run out of the van. My 9 year old comes to my door, opens it, and shoves his "sword" at me. "LOOK what you did!" By this time the knife part of the sword had deflated and it was just a long limp skinny piece of balloon. There were two circular blown up "ball" type things at the top of it though. I looked at it and BURST out laughing. I thought I might wee right there. My 10 year old looked at it for a minute and said OH MA! THATS SO GROSS! To which I laughed harder. My 9 year old looked at me, him, his sword, and said OH MY! That looks like some NUTS! At this point I found it difficult to even breathe. However, I composed myself to growl him and tell him that the proper term is testicles! He then said, "FIne! That Looks like some Testicles!!!"
Oh my. How I love having my boys back.