Little Things That Make Me Laugh

Jude always says "shut your mouth up."  He ought to get in more trouble for this, but it sounds so funny when he says it, that I often forget to reprimand him.

At lunch today, in all earnestness, Jude asked me, "Mom, what do alien spaceships sound like?"

Also at lunch, Virginia performed a familiar monologue.   Her monologues often place blame and reject her personal responsibility.  I'm beginning to wonder if she's plotting to bring in CPS.

"My leg hurts.  My boo boo hurts, mom.  Right here, see?  I don't know how I got it.  Maybe it was that time you hurt me.  Remember when you kicked me or something.  Then you said you were sorry.   Right, I think it was when we were at the store and you knocked into me with the cart.  That's right, when you hit me with the cart.  Oooowww, it hurts."

And just now, Jude ran into the house and said, "Mom, you come outside with me because it's cweepy out there?  It's cweepy and I hear all these monster noises like this [he snaps his fingers].  I hear these cweepy fings at night and when it's dark and sunny.  They're might be cweepy, but they cwack stuff.  They eat you."