The things they say

I have two daughters, both are amazing in their own right, honestly, amazing. Maggie, the youngest, is one funny kid. Tyler tries to be as funny as Maggie, but you know when someone is just funny, they come up with things that are hysterical without even knowing how they do it. This is Maggie. So, yesterday it was time for Maggie to get ready for school. This week, the dear hubby is home for the week, and we are all kind of in this lounge mode. He is home, we want to relax and hang out, not get ready for school. Anyhow, we had sent Tyler off to school, and now it was Maggie's turn. So, I said (as I do every morning), okay Maggie go and get dressed. I then continued my conversation with Tony. The next thing I hear is:

(a whistle) then, "hey , forty (did I mention I turned 40 on Sunday?), you need to help me get dressed"

Seriously, she whistled, then she called me FORTY. She had not heard anyone say anything other than "happy 40th" "wow, can you believe you are 40", etc. But this cute as a button four year old whistled at me and called me "forty", which has now become the nickname that my hubby thinks is very funny. Where does she come up with this?

Again, yesterday Maggie's preschool had their "thankful feast". All of the kids dress up in something that has to do with thanksgiving.........it was fun, good food, etc. We were driving home from dance class (with both Maggie and Tyler) and Maggie says:

"so, did you know I was an indian today?"
"yes we did Maggie"
"did you know the other class was pillow crumbs"
"PILLOW CRUMB?" we all say, "maggie, what are pillow crumbs"
"you know pillow cases with little crumbs all over them"

Tyler, the child who see the trees in the forest and not so much the forest says,

"pillow crumbs Maggie? Don't you mean Pilgrams"

Maggie says, "oh is that what they are called? "

Then, of course, through our laughter we explained who pilgrams were, and Maggie could have cared less.

Speaking of laughing, here is a question, do you ever laugh uncontrollably? I remember doing it as a child, with my friends, over nothing. That feeling kind of subsided for me, until I met my hubby. He is a shy dude (many would not actually believe that, but it is true), and he is also not a guy who laughs a lot. Yes, he chuckles, yes, he laughs, but rarely does he have the uncontrollable pee in your pants laugh.

So we meet and very soon after I begin laughing at the MOST inappropriate times. The more I look at him while this is happening the WORSE it gets. Last Christmas he was jumping on this thing Tyler got as a gift (it was like a pogo stick, but not) and just by the look on his face and what he was doing, I laughed so hard I actually peed in my pants.

So, yesterday we are waiting for the kids (maggie is dancing, tyler is in voice lessons) and I give Tony a piece of chocolate. It was the "healthy" chocolate that I want to like with something like 75 percent Cacao, but I really don't like it, because it is nasty. Well, I take some, willing my brain to love it. I offer some to Tony. As I am swallowing my chocolate and the VERY strong aftertaste is hitting me, I offer some to Tony. He takes it and before he is even finished I start laughing. The more he chews the more I laugh. He is making faces and I am laughing. There are three other people waiting for their children and they are starting to stare, which only makes the situation worse. Tony is completely ignoring me, but still making faces. At this point I have tears running down my face and all Tony is doing is making faces like "that was TERRIBLE chocolate".

This continues about 5 minutes, maybe more. I am exhausted when I finish. Tony looks at me like I am a loon. The people in the place think I might be laughing at them, you see they have not seen me laugh like this in the year I have been regularly sitting in the lobby of the dance studio. Tony is completely ignoring me, but every now and again looking up from his magazine and making the face, saying some comment, which brings me back to hysterical laughing.

You see, this is not funny to anyone but me, yet, I simply cannot control myself!