Wednesday, August 12, 2009

HUMOR

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


I read somewhere that we laugh less as we get older. Isn't that sad? I love to laugh. I remember being a young girl and sitting at the dinner table with my sisters and getting the giggles over nothing at all. It used to drive my mom nuts. And once we would get the giggles, we couldn't stop.

I love the kind of laugh where you're laughing so hard you accidentally snort. Or better yet, you're laughing so hard you think you might pee your pants. On the other hand, don't you hate it when someone makes you laugh when you've just taken a drink and whatever it is you're drinking goes up your nose? Man, that burns! But still, a good time.

There is nothing like the laughter of a young child. It warms my heart every time. I still remember my son's first laugh. He was sitting in a bouncy chair and Barb was doing some sort of dance in front of him. He started to giggle so she did the dance again, only a little sillier. He laughed even harder so she just kept doing it over and over and bigger and bigger. He thought she was hysterical! It makes me smile every time I think about it.

My point to all of this is that I think laughter is a great thing and something we don't get to enjoy often enough. So, for your entertainment, I would like to share a story about my son in hopes of brightening your day and giving you a little chuckle.

My son was around a year and a half old. He was at the age that he could walk around and discover things. We'd had our breakfast and I popped in a Disney movie to occupy him so I could call my girlfriend and chat for a while. My son was watching the movie and dancing around and I was talking away and admittedly not paying close attention to him. He came over to me and held out what I thought was a small piece of cookie and was saying "hair, hair". I took it from him and looked at it and sure enough there was a piece of hair on it. I removed the hair and handed it back to him and went back to my conversation.

A couple minutes later, I glanced over and saw him standing by the book case. He was carefully lining something up in a row on one of the shelves. I couldn't quite make out what it was and wasn't sure where he was even getting these things that he was lining up. So I began to watch him closely as he made sure he was lining them all up correctly.
And then, to my horror, I saw where he was getting these objects! I let out a scream and cried "OH MY GOD" into the phone as I watched him reach into the back of his diaper and pull out another piece of poop and put it in line with the other pieces already on the shelf. My girlfriend is yelling "What? What? What's wrong" and I proceeded to tell her how my kid is playing with his poop. And then the realization hits me.

I don't remember giving him a cookie. Where did he find that cookie that he just brought to me and that I held in my hand, pulled the hair off of, and then handed back to him? "OH MY GOD! I JUST HELD POOP IN MY HAND!" My girlfriend was laughing hysterically, but I wasn't laughing at the moment. I needed to go and sanitize both my son and I and then the furniture!
We still laugh about it and wonder which was worse. The fact that he was playing with his poop or the fact that I was holding it in my hand, thinking it was a cookie, and then giving it back to him.

That's what I get for not paying attention!

I hope that this has brightened your day a little. If nothing else, I guess you can feel good knowing that you're not as big a goober as me.......or are you?


Stories anyone?



Have a giggly day!


SIS Bren

20 comments:

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Good morning!

I remember that dance well. Since then I've practiced and perhaps even perfected it. I like to call it UGLY DANCING. Our niece, Sydney, laughs too but for some reason will not join me in the dance. I bet your oldest would join me. Remind me to challenge him to an UGLY DANCING competition next time we're together.

I'll share a story later. Must get to work!

SIS Barb

B.J. said...

Hi Brenda, I loved your story. It made me laugh. There is no shortage of laughter in my house with Kylie around. Once she gets to giggling you can't help but join in. She just lost her first tooth but swallowed it while eating a sushi roll. She was sad at first but Bree got her to
laugh at it. She told her the tooth fairy would fly down her belly to get the tooth.

Mary Stella said...

Does your son know you told this story on him? :-) Amazing what kids will do and how many ways they can make us laugh.

I wonder why we laugh less often when we get older. Do we find more things funny when we're younger or do we think we have to be more serious because we're older and, allegedly, more mature?

I just know that when I'm around friends, laughter is never in short supply. At the last RT Convention when we were preparing for our synchronized swim team appearance, I laughed so hard I doubled over and couldn't breathe.

Laughter's good for the heart and soul!

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Barb,

I can't wait for you to share. I hope it will be the story I'm thinking of. I'm already laughing thinking of it.

SIS Bren

Sisters-in-Sync said...

B.J.,

I absolutely LOVE Kylie's laugh. I was thinking of it when I was writing about children's laughter. Her laugh is infectious.
That's too funny that she swallowed her tooth. I guess if you really wanted it...you could go searching for it! YUK

SIS Bren

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Hello Mary Stella,

Yes, he does know that I told his story. I of course assured him that no one who knew him would read this... hmmmm...

But, he doesn't care. Both of my kids often ask me to tell the story. They think it's funny. Not to mention, I have way worse stories I could tell about him, so he's okay with me telling that one.

"Laughter is good for the heart and soul"
You're not kidding!

Oh, and I'm laughing just thinking about your "synchronized swimming". I'm sure it didn't even involve a pool... or did it?

SIS Brem

B.J. said...

Brenda, I think I'll skip on loooking for that tooth. Besides the Tooth Fairy already took it.

Taylor said...

Brenda, funny story! That reminds me of the little scene in "Baby Mama" where a kid comes up to his mom with a brown smear on his face and the mom asks "is that chocolate or poo?" before taking the plunge and taste-testing it herself. Luckily, it was chocolate haha. But unfortunately for you, your story didn't have the better outcome!!

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Hi Taylor,

Thanks for stopping by! That is a funny scene from "Baby Mama". And it is unfortunate that I held the poo in my hand. I must have been so involved in my conversation! AH! The joys of Motherhood!

SIS Bren (or Brem as I signed earlier)

Beth Ciotta said...

That's interesting (and sad) about people laughing less as they get older. That's definitely the case with me. Like Mary, my friends bring great joy, but unfortunately, I don't get to spend a lot of time with them--or my hilarious sisters. I love it when my husband makes me laugh. Sometimes my dogs make me laugh. Speaking of dogs... I have a poop story, too. I don't want to be longwinded so I'll just say, I've also been shocked to find I was holding poop (of the dog variety) in my hand. After the intial freakout and clean up, I dare say I did find humor in the moment. Steve, of course, thought it was hilarious. ;)

SIS Beth

Tori Lennox said...

Back in the 80s, my roommate and I used to go for drives out of the city just for something to de-stress. Anyway, I don't remember what set us off, but we started laughing so hard neither one of us could breathe! Not a good thing in her case since she was behind the wheel. *g*

Most sitcoms leave me cold these days, but I get a lot of giggles out of the new David & Patrick Cassidy show on ABC Family Ruby & the Rockits. It's geared towards preteens & teens, I'm sure but it amuses me. But what really makes me laugh are old comedies from the early days of television, especially Burns & Allen.

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Hi everyone!

So many stories, so little time.

I think I'll share a roller blading story. My great friend, Teri, suggested we go roller blading for her birthday last year. She said there was a new trail and she wanted to try it out. She's active and really enjoys this type of thing. I told her no problem but I'd have to bring my kids. This was a good thing because she wanted to push my son, who was 3 at the time, in the jogging stroller. She said she would feel more stable that way. My daughter was 6, so we took her bike. Bren taught me to blade many, many years ago and I think I'm still pretty good.

So, we're sailing along just fine and we come to a big hill. She asked me to push the stroller up and then she'll take over. Up I go, struggling but managing. We make it to the top and it levels out. She says she's ready to take over. My son is now sleeping in the jogging stroller. We, being the idiots we are attempt to do a pass off. No stopping, barely slowing down, I ease out of the way and Teri gets behind the stroller. I move up ahead a little and hear an "oh no" behind me. I look and OMG. They are completely out of control, weaving from one side of the trail to the other. My daughters peddling up ahead and I scream for her to stop. I'm slowing down and glancing over my shoulder. Still out of control. I kept saying "Oh sh**, oh sh**" over and over and over again. And then...they crashed into the woods. Teri somehow managed to lay the stroller on its back so the front wheel took the brunt of the fall. Unlike Teri, who summersaulted over and over again into the bushes. I skated back as fast as I could and watched in horror as she crawled, climbed and shimmied herself out of the woods. We had to get the stroller, with my son still in it, out from under a bush. He wasn't saying anything and I was getting more nervous. We finally get him out and he says groggily, "mama, I think we hit a tree."
That's it, I lost it. I laughed my arse off and actually peed myself. Poor Teri was bleeding everywhere (minor cuts and abrasions). My son, not a scratch on him. My daughter was furious. She screamed at me to stop laughing because Teri was bleeding. But I couldn't help it. I laughed harder and peed more. Teri laughed much later but now, I reenact it at least once a month and cry my eyes out every time. And so does everyone else!

Hope you enjoyed that. I know I did!

SIS Barb

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Tori,

GOLDEN GIRLS cracks me up every time. I so want to be Sophia Patrillo.

SIS Barb

Beth Ciotta said...

Okay, Barb. That was hilarious. Not the part about your friend being hurt or you son being upended, but the fact that you lost conrol--in more ways than one.

Hmmm. In an earlier SIS story, you laughed uncontrolably when a woman tripped and fell during a wedding service. Now... you bust a gut when your son's stroller flips and your friend somersaults into the wods. I'm beginning to see a pattern.

Oh, and you can't be Sophia Patrillo. I WANT TO BE Sophia Patrillo. And I'm closer to her age than you. Na. :)

SIS Beth

Beth Ciotta said...

Tori, the Burns and Allen show ROCKED! Gracie was unbelievably funny. I've always wanted to read a bio about her/them, but seem to always forget.

SIS Beth

Sisters-in-Sync said...

No, Beth, you're just closer to her height!

Yes, I admit, I always laugh when people fall. I don't however, always pee my pants.

SIS Barb

Mary Stella said...

I just want to say that I've lost count of the number of times that Beth has said or done something that made me laugh until my sides hurt. I hope I've done something similar for her. It's just one of a number of reasons why I love being her friend and rooming with her at conferences. Beth, you're a terrific "physical" comedienne. You're funny like Lucy or Carol Burnett. Just sayin'. :-)

Richard said...

“Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.”

“A day without laughter is a day wasted.”

“Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.”
Charlie Chaplin

“Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion . . . . I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.”
Kurt Vonnegut

'Nuff said:)!

Sisters-in-Sync said...

Hi Richard,

I'm likin' the 2nd one!

SIS Barb

Beth Ciotta said...

All great quotes, Richard. But 3 by Chaplin is most intriguing to me. Thanks for sharing!

Mary, sayin' I'm funny like Lucy or Carol Burnett is one of the best things any one has ever said about me! Wow!

SIS Beth

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