Are you wrong?

Cue Music.

Cue eyes the size of saucers as his little voice calls out,

"MAMMA! It's YOUR song!"

That's right, it's MY song. (Back off Pink!)

M-I-N-E!

Every time this song comes on in the car, a store at home he lights up.

I'm pretty sure he thinks I sing it. Which is all sorts of awesome since I sort of sound like a duck being run over by semi-truck when I sing.

Fast Forward to this past week when the two of us had a dance party in the basement. There was a lot of the Diego theme song, a little Mickey Mouse clubhouse and then I turned on the Clever Girls "Raise Your Glass" video and yeah...totally MY song.

The big exception this time was that he really started to pay attention to the lyrics, and he was all --

"Raise Your Glass if you are wrong in all the right ways."

Then he paused, looked at me and very seriously asked...

Liam: "Mamma are you wrong?"

Me: "Sometimes, buddy."

(long pause, then very conspiratorially)

Liam: "Do you raise your glass?"

Me: *Fits of Laughter*

I. Love. This. Kid.

Tee Hee Ha Ha Ha

"A song that makes you laugh."

Easy peasy. Chariots of Fire...I love the slow build up and how it makes everyone resort to slow motion movement. Or at least it does in my head.

This is the song my husband and I used to walk into our wedding reception, so it always makes me think of that. We didn't have a videographer at our wedding, but if we did--you know I'd be linking up to that bad mamma-jamma.

It also usually makes my husband laugh when it starts playing...because I start doing the "slow move".

His laugh is awesome, so that's a bonus too.

Fa-La-Ha-Ha-Ha.

Yesterday I posted this (on Facebook):

"Black cloud, please go hang over someone else's head. You're really not wanted here."

followed by this:

"Now looking for mood changers. Have anything that will make me smile or better yet...laugh?"

I have to say I'd highly recommend doing this, because I got some really fabulous stuff in return.

It all started when my sister posted a link to this.

Then, a colleague posted this.

My sister-in-law posted just enough of a teaser about a hilarious time we had at a wedding a few years back. So funny in fact that I started laughing so hard last night and still I couldn't explain to Tim what was so funny. 

And, this morning a good friend sent a JibJab of L.i.am working it out old school. He even did "the worm".

Thank you. If you've got something hilarious to share, post below. We could all use a little more laughter this holiday season.

Class Clown

Liam is developing quite the sense of humor as you'll read about below.

Last week he tooted this enormously loud toot. I looked at him, he looked at me and then he asked, "Heard 'dat?". To which I replied, "Yeah, I heard that." To which he suggested, "Airplane?" while shrugging his shoulders and looking skyward.

Then, in a particularly bad traffic snafu on the way to our local library he must have been studying the wooded area just outside his window when the following conversation took place.

Liam: B'ana!!!
Me: You see a banana?
Liam: Yah! B'ana walking in a boots (pause) RIGHT THERE!!!!

And of course today when he decided that he simply couldn't ride in the car without the newspaper. Here he is at a red light offering me a section.

Married Life

(While Tim busies himself on the computer with the TV on in the background.)

Me: Can I change the channel?

Tim: SURE!

Me: Ummmmm...can I have the remote?

Tim: Oh, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...yeah...right. (walks it over to me)

Married life cracks me up.

Locked

Can you guess what is on the other side of this door? Liam.

As I go get Tim to tell him that Liam has locked himself in the bathroom. He calmly tells me that Liam does it from time to time and can unlock it too.

Heh.

Hello Spring.

We are absolutely loving this weather this week. Mid-70's, you are welcome in Baltimore any time you like.

In our adventures outdoors today, two cute things happened.

First, when leaving our play group this morning it was the first time that the sun had warmed his car seat to hot this year. And, he was all "hot" "HOT" "HOT!!!!!". As we were heading home apparently he thought I looked a little toasty too and said, "Mamma hot!". Now I know he was talking temperature, but sweetheart, anytime you call Mamma "hot"...YOU WIN. Free ice cream for you!

Then, this afternoon, as he was playing with a friend here a gust of wind blew across a few leaves on the ground and they tumbled around on the pavement in a circle. To which he declared "trees running".

I love this kid.

Think Before You Speak

Our little guy has been ill. Crazy ill. He had this tiny cough which grew up into a big bad cough and wheezy chest, runny nose, etc. The poor kid is so uncomfortable that he doesn't know which way is up. That coupled with the fact that after the first night back in my own bed, I did something awful to my shoulder and neck. It may have had something to do with the fact that on Sunday during our flight back the person in front of us had their seat all the way reclined on the airplane. So, I was tightly holding onto the little guy for the whole duration. Maybe it stressed things out. I'm on two pain killers that aren't even beginning to take the edge off of the stabbing pain. (sigh)

All that to say that I didn't go to work last night and the hubs and I actually had an evening together. We watched a little American Idol. He played around on his favorite car forum and then we were chillin' watching who knows what when an ad for the new movie "Clash of the Titans" comes on. Well, all I saw was what looked like people dressed from way back and some sandy type of environment when the hubs said, "I can't believe they are remaking that.". And, I said, " What, the Ten Commandments?" It was literally a split second after it came out of my mouth that I saw a dinosaur tail go "thwack" "thwack" "thwack" before it's head reared into view and growled at us. Ummm, oops...I guess I'll pay a bit more attention to the commercials before I comment from now on.

It did provide us with some serious belly laughter the rest of the evening though.

Case of the Stoopids

It is my contention that everyone gets taken down by a case of the "stupids" from time to time. And, man I must've been dreaming about being first in line 'cuz they smacked me upside the head this morning.

I "bought",and I use that term loosely (since, I used credit cards points to obtain it) a camera late last fall. Immediately, I was mega-unimpressed with the shutter speed and have really only used it to capture video since. To be honest, even my use of video on the thing is very sporadic.

Now, the little man and I are flying out to the middle of the country to visit my folks tomorrow for a week while the hubs is out-of-state for training. The thought of my very mobile child and my very weighted down backpack with little room in it for much else has caused me re-evaluate taking our fancy schmancy camera and camcorder and instead opting in favor of this camera with video capabilities that I bought last fall.

As a note, I am super impatient with the mail, packages, etc. I must open everything as soon as I have the letters or whatnot in my possession. So, when I received said camera mentioned above I had to take it with me to work so I could check it out. I promptly stuffed the box under the passenger seat where it lived until this morning.

All that to bring you to this morning when I knew that this camera was either out of juice or dangerously close and would need a "charge". Having not any earthly idea where the charger was I figured I'd go get the box out of my car and see if it was in there. No charger was found in the box, one cord for transferring straight from the camera to the computer, some other cord I'll never know it's function and random packing stuff. So, I took the stuff out and put it back into the box like 15 times apparently in hopes that if I did this enough times the charger would magically appear. After coming to terms with the fact that that was not likely to happen I had the rather intelligent idea of looking at the manual to see if it showed a picture of the charger so I'd know what to go on a goose chase for.

Then, on Page 2, there it was...a picture of a battery compartment and 2 AA batteries. I stared at the picture for a good minute shell shocked. Imagine that, a battery compartment where you put batteries?? Still in disbelief I turned the camera upside down, slide the compartment, and sure enough all it needed was 2 AA batteries.

I haven't been using this thing for months because I didn't know where the charger was...and all it needed was a few measly batteries.

Most definitely a case of the "stoopids"!

Death By...

Death by...

...if you had asked me at 5:45am this morning to complete the sentence above I would surely have answered, Death by helicopter.

Not the kind that actually flies, but the "Little People" version. This morning I was feeling uber-productive and my son was still asleep so I took to rearranging some furniture. Namely taking a couple of end tables downstairs for some storage until the little dude outgrows some of his toys. Because, his toys, tents, etc. have taken over our living room. So I picked one of the tables up and turned around to find my bare foot stepping onto a helicopter subsequently making me lurch forward and nearly tumbling down the stairs all while firmly gripping the table. It escapes me, why I didn't toss the table. It all ended well..but barely.

However, if you had asked me at 10:30am to complete the statement above, I would have answered unequivocally, Death by embarrassment.

This morning we had a bazillion errands to run as we are leaving town this Saturday to go visit my folks in the Midwest. One of the errands was to JCPenney's to use a free $10 coupon. (Hooray for free!) Anywho, we were walking towards the kids section and were passing the intimate apparel department when Liam saw a bra and said, "Mammas!". I said, "Right, that's just like mamma's underwear.". And, then he shouted, " MAMMA'S!!" (pause) "BOOBS!!" while pointing at another bra. All this in front of the 20 or so employees standing around having some sort of pow wow.

I. Could. Have. Died.

Have no fear young grasshopper, I'm sure Mamma will embarrass you like this some day too.