Sometimes, something completely arbitrary will just totally crack me up.
We took Incrediboy to see the new Veggie Tales movie yesterday afternoon. It was really cute and enjoyable. And one particular element just tickled me out of my shoes.
One of the characters has a thing for cheese puffs. On the troupe’s adventures, they came across a room full of cheese puffs, and this character decided to go no further – opting to bask in the sea of cheesy goodness from there on out. This turned out to be a mistake, as the cheese puffs raised up, bared large gnashing teeth, and went on attack. Naturally a change of heart took place and our cheese puff loving character rejoined his comrades – but the stampede of cheese puffs then chased our humble heroes throughout the rest of the picture.
For reasons even I don’t understand, these killer cheese puffs just made me lose it. Every time they’d show up, hopping frantically with a fierce “Ya-ya-yaaaaah!”, I’d just bust up laughing. Even now, I’m tee-heeing about it.
Why? Who knows. It’s just one of those things.
On a sweeter note, the Hub ran out to do some errands yesterday while I cleaned out Incrediboy’s closet. I had taken a break to work on a little side project at the dining room table when he came home. Incrediboy ran to greet him as he always does, and a few moments later he came back around the corner balancing in his arms a huge bouquet of purple heather, eucalyptus and 2 dozen mixed roses.
“Here, Mommy, these are for you!”
“They are? Oh, thank you!”
“You’re welcome!”
Hub stood in the living room doorway, smiling, and I smiled back. As I admired them, Incrediboy proceeded to explain to me, as if he’d thought it all out very thoroughly, that the peach ("orange") roses were his, the pale pink and dark pink roses were mine, and the white roses were Daddy’s.
Which is fine by me. I don’t mind sharing them at all.
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8 comments:
First of all, you shouldn't toke a joint before going to the movies. You know they give you the giggles.
The roses were nice, too. Not many people celebrate MLK day that way.
How sweet is that! No picture? And you really are a goob!
Aaaw! So sweet of your hubby!
I'm jealous.
Chesneyhusband has only bought me flowers ONCE in our entire relationship. On my 29th birthday, which also was one month TO THE DAY after chesneybaby was born. :)
And now I can't wait to see Veggie Tales next weekend. I'll probably crack up at the same part now but only because I'll be thinking about what a dork you are! ;) LOL
I don't remember the last time I got roses or any flowers for that matter. Especially for no reason??? That's insane...I'm totally jealous!
Maybe it was so funny because it was so cheesy. It is easy being cheesy. :)
Everyone keeps telling me I should watch the Shrek movies.
Have a great week!
I love the Veggie Tales and can just imagine how hilarious that was.
And how sweet about the flowers. I can't remember the last time I received flowers although I know it wasn't from a boy and not one that I was in a relationship with. Hmmmm ... maybe it's time to get better boys!
Geez, the only thing my man says when he walks into the dining room is "what's for dinner?" I need to start hanging out in a different room!
How lovely for you and I'm sure Incrediboy was thrilled to present them to you!
Hugs
My oldest was about one year when that song came out " We are the Pirates who don't do anything." We could sing that anytime and anywhere. And I think we have. When we saw the previews we were so excited. My oldest is now 11 and it's not so thriling for him. I guess it takes us back. We will be there even if he's not. Can you go to the Veggie Tale movies without the kids?
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