The Five Year Old…
pulled his stretchy pajama pants way up to his chest and struck a pose.
“Do I look fat to you? Do I look different to you? From the side?” He mimicked Robin Williams’ Genie in Aladin.
I had to hold on to the wall I was laughing so hard.
The husband cracked an eyelid to see what hilarity was doing ensuing so close to him while he tried to sleep.
I couldn’t speak I was laughing so hard.
The five year old was smirking and delighting in the fact he made his mummy fall apart laughing.
I made him do it again for the husband.
He did it again, then again, then-
“Once. It’s only funny once. If you do it twice or you have to explain it the moment is gone.”
Child #2 now entering mommy’s school o’ comedy.
Consider yourself warned.
April 28, 2005 at 9:46 PM
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