Welcome to this week's edition of Das Not Funny! Friday, just as I promised.
Unsure about what Das Not Funny! Friday is?
Just over two years ago we had five small children. The twins were three, Elizabeth was months shy of her 5th birthday. Aaron was nearly a year old and Olivia was still in an infant carrier.
Life was busy.
Life was funny.
Oh how I treasure the funny quips and behaviors of my children! How I wish I could bottle them up, store them away on a shelf and in 20 years pull them out and experience them again! But that's not possible. So it was because of that desire that Das Not Funny! Friday was born.
You see, back then (and even now) my sweet Ashlee enjoyed being the life and laugh of the party. However, every now and then she'd say one of those funny kid things and we'd all giggle.
Immediately she'd frown (as in the picture above) and say to us sternly, "Das not funny!"
Oh my sweet drama queen, yes it is.
Das Not Funny! Friday is the best way for me to keep bottled up all the hilariousness of my (many) young children. During the week I try to write down the things they say and post them on Friday. It's simple. You can do the same, even if you don't have kids! Blog about your husband, your nieces and nephews, that funny kid across the street. Heck, even your dog!
The only thing I ask is that if you participate you put a link in your post linking back here, to my blog. In return, you can enter your info into the Linking Widget and everyone can visit your post as well. If you really want to be fancy, you can get the code for the button over in the sidebar, but that's not required.
So without further rambling, here are my funnies for this week:
Aaron has finally resolved his issues with his poop and the potty. He's decided it's a good thing to not walk around with his own poo firmly smashed against his hiney. (I was beginning to wonder if he'd ever make such a choice so - PRAISE GOD!) Anyway, when he's on the potty he spends all his time with his head between his knees seeing what's going on.
He's thrilled when he sees the works of his...uh...self.
"Snakes! Mommy! I made a snake!" he yells from the bathroom.
Every.single.time. "Mommy! Nudder snakes! I made nudder snakes!"
"Yay buddy! Make more snakes, okay?"
"Otay Mommy! I make nudder snake!"
It's the picture of bathroom preciousness, really. (And Cathy H, did you really think I'd start this thing backup and NOT talk about poop the first thing?)
Anyway, Luke had Aaron in the bathroom a few weeks ago and upon commencement of poo Aaron, naturally, began all his "SNAKES!" talk. Half hearted, I'm sure, Luke shared in his enthusiasm of all things brown and reptilian. Finally, he said Aaron strained hard, looked down sees a blob and says,
"Dad! SEA TURTLE!"
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Monday was the twins' birthday. When Elizabeth excitedly got out of bed she began asking Lucas and Ashlee (immediately) "Are you SO EXCITED you're 5? I know you are. 5 is a big age. I remember when I was 5 years old...." (Insert long story that's only 1/16 true but has everything to do with Elizabeth being 5.)
Ashlee is getting super perturbed at her sister. Not because Elizabeth won't stop talking and breathe, but more because she is insistent that it's NOT her birthday yet.
An argument breaks out. Elizabeth demands that Ashlee is 5 while Ashlee forcefully resists the notion that it would be a day different from any other. The argument goes on for at least 10 minutes as I hear words being exchanged while I make breakfast downstairs.
Finally.....STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! Ashlee angrily descends the stairs and rounds the corner into the kitchen.
"Mom! Witabetz keeps saying it's my burfday and IT'S NOT MY BURFDAY YET!"
I chuckled, "Actually, Ash, it is your birthday today. Happy Birthday Sweetie!"
Her eyes get wide, her mouth smiles broad, she spins on her heel and heads out of the room yelling,
"HEY GUYS! GUESS WHAT?! TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!"
It really sent her for a loop when I explained to her that even though they have the same birthday, technically, Lucas is older.
Happy Friday y'all!
We'll be forehead deep in wedding festivities this weekend. If you think about it, will you pray for our sweet babysitter/nanny/my friend Amanda and her almost-husband Nick?
Thanks!