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fullygoldy) wrote2006-04-04 06:39 am
fullygoldy) wrote2006-04-04 06:39 am
Mavis
That girl. Sometimes she makes me snort wine right out of my nose.
Last week sometime, we were eating dinner, and Rupert said he was studying the human digestive system in science. Mavis said, "I"m studying the human digestive system in biology!" They high-five across teh dinner table and begin to recite the parts of the system. Mavis says, "sphincter is my favorite word. It's fun to say." She transitions into a 'Ralph Wiggim' voice and starts listing the sphincters in her body. ... "And the last sphincter is your anus!" Both DH and I had to close our fish-mouths over that one. Then everyone breaks out in giggles, and Mavis keeps murmuring "sphincter!" until it doesn't even sound like a word anymore. ::sigh:: I tell them, and tell them: no potty humor at the dinner table...
Yesterday afternoon, she announced that Easter is next Sunday. I said "no, it's the one after that." She said, "not this Sunday, next Sunday." In my mind, they're the same thing. What do you think? Anyway, she suddenly claps her hands and squeals, "Candy!" ::clap clap:: "Easter Sunday Brunch!" ::clap clap:: "Candy!" We're looking at her like she's possessed, and she sobers a bit, looks at us quite earnestly and asks, "Candy?" ROFL Picture the gulls in 'Nemo:' "Mine." "Mine." "Mine."
Now there's a new commercial on TV for the Honda Element. The Element and a crab are bump into each other on the beach. There's this whole "I pinch," exchange that is amusing, but it becomes HI-Lar-I-ous in the hands of DH and Mavis. You've got to hear the voice, though. It's that classic, mexican, sly voice like the guy in the box (S'Alright? S'Alright.) DH goes more for the visual gag, first using his pincers on my boobs in front of Mavis. She looks startled, so I say, "hey, no traumatizing the kid." DH says, "she's not Rupert." So I say, "then no traumatizing the Mama!" Next, he puts on both of our new silicone oven mits. They're long, they're blue, and up till now, they've mainly been used to simulate Penguin flippers. He holds up his hands and says, "I pinch." Mavis is ROFL. ::headdesk::
It's been like this for the past 19 years, but I've been getting it in stereo and even triplicate for about the past five.
Last week sometime, we were eating dinner, and Rupert said he was studying the human digestive system in science. Mavis said, "I"m studying the human digestive system in biology!" They high-five across teh dinner table and begin to recite the parts of the system. Mavis says, "sphincter is my favorite word. It's fun to say." She transitions into a 'Ralph Wiggim' voice and starts listing the sphincters in her body. ... "And the last sphincter is your anus!" Both DH and I had to close our fish-mouths over that one. Then everyone breaks out in giggles, and Mavis keeps murmuring "sphincter!" until it doesn't even sound like a word anymore. ::sigh:: I tell them, and tell them: no potty humor at the dinner table...
Yesterday afternoon, she announced that Easter is next Sunday. I said "no, it's the one after that." She said, "not this Sunday, next Sunday." In my mind, they're the same thing. What do you think? Anyway, she suddenly claps her hands and squeals, "Candy!" ::clap clap:: "Easter Sunday Brunch!" ::clap clap:: "Candy!" We're looking at her like she's possessed, and she sobers a bit, looks at us quite earnestly and asks, "Candy?" ROFL Picture the gulls in 'Nemo:' "Mine." "Mine." "Mine."
Now there's a new commercial on TV for the Honda Element. The Element and a crab are bump into each other on the beach. There's this whole "I pinch," exchange that is amusing, but it becomes HI-Lar-I-ous in the hands of DH and Mavis. You've got to hear the voice, though. It's that classic, mexican, sly voice like the guy in the box (S'Alright? S'Alright.) DH goes more for the visual gag, first using his pincers on my boobs in front of Mavis. She looks startled, so I say, "hey, no traumatizing the kid." DH says, "she's not Rupert." So I say, "then no traumatizing the Mama!" Next, he puts on both of our new silicone oven mits. They're long, they're blue, and up till now, they've mainly been used to simulate Penguin flippers. He holds up his hands and says, "I pinch." Mavis is ROFL. ::headdesk::
It's been like this for the past 19 years, but I've been getting it in stereo and even triplicate for about the past five.