Saved in the nick of time

Last night, I thought dinner was doomed for sure. Spiraling down into the abyss of grumpiness that was Matthew. He had an issue that he just would not let go - thought he was being treated unfairly. Short story, his brother did something he wasn't supposed to do, then Matthew thought he should be allowed to do it. Ummm, no. We didn't allow Jacob to do it, he just did it. And got scolded for it, by the way. So, hell-to-the-no, you cannot do it too!! UGH!

But, lo and behold, all was saved in the nick of time! Andrew, with a mouth full of food, mumbled something that came out pretty much gobbledy-gook. Now, normally, he would have gotten the speech about talking with food in his mouth. But the mood was so dark already. Then Big Daddy, aka husband, chuckled. And repeated it back. Which made GrumpyPants, aka Matthew, giggle. I felt the mood lightening! So, of course, I have to go in for the kill, which meant telling stories of more incoherent speech, usually made by the boys at night while sleepwalking. They, having no memory of such things, thought this was hilarious. Oh, there was also the story of Husband and me waking up to find Matthew in our doorway, pretty much asleep, getting ready to pee. Thought he was in the bathroom, I guess! Anyway, riotous laughter and giggles was our dinner music for pretty much the rest of the meal. Hallelujah!

At one point, things had quieted down a bit (everyone was tired from laughing), when I hear Andrew going on about something. Went sorta like this:

"We ain't had nothing but maggoty bread for t'ree stinkin' days! Why can't we have some meat?!" 

Yes, Lord of the Rings rules at my house. For the next 15 minutes or so, Andrew, Jacob and Big Daddy recite every line in the scene from Two Towers where the Uruk-hai have kidnapped Pippin and Merry, and have stopped to rest. Some of the nasty guys want to eat the hobbits because

"We ain't had nothing but maggoty bread for t'ree stinkin' days! Why can't we have some meat?!" What about them, they're fresh!" "They are not for eating!"....all the way to "Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys!" (complete with accents)

It was rather impressive, I must say. And entertaining. Did I mention there were accents? 

So yes, Virginia, dinner was saved. In the nick of time. And we made some really fun memories in the process!

And I was like, OMG!

We were sitting at dinner tonight, having a pretty decent time of it, when Jacob (7) began to tell what happened at school today. To give a little background, Jacob and his brothers have all been taking piano. They seem to love it, if the constant battle over the piano is any indicator, and have readily learned to play each other's songs. Andrew and Jacob especially enjoy playing the other's Christmas piece. At high speed, usually, and with one or more deliberate bastardizations...that, however, is another blog entry.

Apparently, at some point in time, Jacob mentioned to his teacher that he plays piano. She, in turn, mentioned that he should play for the class some day. No more thought was given to it by Jacob...until this morning. His teacher suggested he play for his class while they were in the gym today (the piano is in a room off of the gym). He thought she was kidding, until she reassured him she meant it. And, in his very own words: "I was like, O M G!! She didn't mean that, did she?!?!" 

Now, here is the thing. Jacob is 7. And doesn't do email. Well, except to his grandmother, who has no idea, I am pretty certain, what OMG means. So I have no idea how on earth he has even heard of OMG, much less knows what it means. (I asked. He does. Oh My Gosh. At least it was the less offensive version.) I so wanted to LOL, and pretty much just ROFL. I restrained myself, FWIW. But it was sooo hard. 

KWIM??

Goofy twins

My friend, Liz, just posted about her son Samuel being silly. That reminded me of a couple of goofy things my twin boys have said recently.

I have to preface this with a touch of background. Andrew wanted to learn how to make coffee a few months ago, so Gilbert showed him a few times. One night while I was away singing in PA, so a couple of weeks ago, Andrew just got up, marched into the kitchen, and made the coffee. Gilbert noticed, was able to stop him before he started the pot brewing, and showed him how to set the timer for the next morning. It was a good pot of coffee, Gilbert said. Now both Andrew and Jacob want to get the coffee ready each night before they go to bed. Sweet! I love it when they take it upon themselves to do things.

Jacob, however, has not taken the initiative as often as Andrew, so he is a little behind in the coffee-making technique. One night he insisted it was his turn, so, off he went. Andrew was beside me on the sofa, and he leaned over to me and said, "He's a rookie." Well, as luck would have it, Jacob had a little trouble and needed Gilbert to help him. Andrew turned to me with a very wry look on his face and said one word. "Rookie." I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud!


The next goofy incident involves Jacob. Of course, they are always saying silly, funny things, but these two episodes stick out for me, at least this month! We were all just sitting around in the living room one night, just before the boys had to get ready for bed. Out of the blue, Jacob says, "I think I need to lose a few pounds, so I am going to lay off the chocolate milk at school." Then he got up and went to bed. (Keep in mind that you can see his ribs when he shirt is off, so I don't know why he thinks he needs to lose weight!)


They crack me up!