Come on! Admit it! Now and then your little
RADling says something hilarious.
Taz came home in a foul mood today and I'm getting the brunt of it. He refused to talk to me. He comes and sits down at dinner.
Me: So tell me what is going on that you are treating me like crap today.
Taz: I'm not treating you like crap I'm just making it look like it.
??????????????????? How can I not laugh? He is sitting in his room thinking of something else to say currently. He is good at this by now so I expect him to pop out in a few minutes.
Also at dinner I noticed that Bear has worn the same hooded sweatshirt several days in a row.
Me: Bear is there a reason you are wearing the same shirt every day?
Bear: This is only the second day I have worn this shirt all year.
I
lept from my chair with my plate and scooted back across the room with my chair.
Bear: What are you doing?
Me: Avoiding the giant lightening bolt that is going to come down and zap you for lying.
He begins laughing and says he was lying. He has made quite a bit of progress the last few days. He will always be my quirky boy but I'm quirky too so I don't mind!
Come on moms!! Be silly! Refuse to take it all so seriously. One I got from a book somewhere (I have no idea) is that I also start scrubbing my forehead when they lie.
Bear:"What are you doing?"
Me: "Did I forget to wash the word STUPID from my forehead?"
Of course, you have to change it up. Nothing so boring as comedy repeated to often.
