My Kids Make Me Laugh – Donuts

my kids make me laughMy kids make me laugh.  Even when I’m in a funk or a writing haze.  Sunday, they were cracking me up about donuts.

My husband and children seem to think donuts on Sunday morning are non-negotable.  I’m not even sure my kids think it’s legal to GO to church without eating a donut first.

So every week I’m dragged along and FORCED to eat donuts while I slowly gain consciousness over donut shop coffee.  It’s such a hardship.  Sigh.

Watty and GoGo both ordered their usual donuts. GoGo gets something with white frosting and sprinkles on the top, and Watty gets the biggest thing he can get away with ordering.  I honestly wasn’t paying much attention to anything but the inside of my coffee cup, so I’m not entirely sure how the conversation started.

GoGo:  … and THIS bite is Montana (nom nom nom)

Watty:  This bite is PLUTO (nom nom)

(wait… what?  huh? can i push rewind on this conversation?)

GoGo:  (in a big booming voice)  This part is Alaska!  It’s so big I will eat it in two bites.

Watty:  (in a tiny voice, he picks up a crumb from his brother’s donut)  This little crumb is Rhode Island.  It’s smaller than the other bites.

GoGo:  Hey… this is MY planet.  Go eat your own planet.

(the donut is the planet earth?  i am so confused and in need of coffee!)

Watty:  I told you already – my donut is too big to be a planet.  It’s an entire solar system!  This part is Jupiter (chomp chomp).

GoGo:  (laughing) Oh yeah?  Well then THIS bite is earth and I’m eating the earth donut already.

GoGo then chomps an imaginary bite from his brother’s donut. They both look at me to check if I object. I’m too coffee deprived to figure out a good reason to make them stop.  So I just nod an pretend to ignore them.

GoGo: New York (chomp)  New Hampshire (chomp)  Vermont (chomp) … so much for the East Coast.  Next stop… California!!!!

Watty:  … and this is Mars (chop) and Mercury (chop).  Hmm… what planets are left?

Fortunately, by this time, my coffee had started to kick in.  (oh no… he hasn’t remembered Uranus has he?  and surely he won’t think to pronounce it THAT way will he?

i made eye contact with the elderly gentleman at the next table.  from the look on his face he had reached the same conclusion i had.  so had his sweet wife.)

Watty (with a wicked little grin) Oh… of course… and THIS BITE IS UR…mmsdmbja

(that last part is right when i slapped my hand across his face.  i “accidentally” crammed yet more donut in his mouth as i did so, but it bought me precious seconds to remind him how to pronounce the planet’s name politely.  i also reminded him not to yell.)

Watty:  (with a resigned sigh)  this bite is Ursa Minor.

The gentleman at the next table deflated and winked.  I hadn’t even realized he was holding his breath.

Later that same day, I treated my family to fresh baked brownies.  No reason beyond my own chocolate cravings is ever needed to bake brownies in my house.

(i suspect my husband treats brownies as some kind of hormonal meltdown early warning system… hmm, must change my patterns to confuse him.)

For some strange reason, I baked them in a round cake pan instead of the traditional square shape.  The kids were confused and thought it was cake.  I decided to amuse them and tried to turn the brownies out onto a plate like I would do with a layer cake.

Except… the middle of the brownies stayed in the pan.  All I got on a plate was a giant chocolate brownie shaped like an O.  My kids immediately claimed it was a giant donut.

I left my husband in the kitchen with both boys arguing about who was going to eat Texas.  Hubby had the most confused look on his face that you can imagine.

Me?  I just laughed.

Like I said, my kids make me laugh.

[author] [author_image timthumb=’on’][/author_image] [author_info]Houston Mom Blogger Susan Baker has a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood. She has two elementary school boys, one engineering husband, and one cat. She has a strange fascination  for eggs, socks, and books.  She spends far too much time on Social Media and at Target. She is crazy in love with her family.  She serves an amazing God.   She lives an ordinary life filled with wonder. [/author_info] [/author]

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I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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