Yesterday by dinner I was pretty grumpy.
I had a long day of running errands, which meant a lot of car seat strapping and unstrapping, cries of boredom from the kids, and enduring 100 degree heat walking through busy parking lots. I guess I just decided I had the right to be a grump.
At dinner the kids were pretty quiet. They were probably fearful of incurring my wrath. There had been an incident earlier when Dylan blew an incredibly shrill whistle one too many times (one foot away from me and my headache, when I had asked him to please take it to his room) and I may or may not have taken it directly out of his mouth and put it in the trash. I know. I'm an ogre.
So at dinner, Jonathan mentioned how we were all acting pretty tired.
The he started mimicking us, pretending to be tired. Yawning...stretching...closing his eyes...
Then he started to act really, really tired. And then he pretended that he was so tired that he fell asleep at the table. And he pretended he was so tired that when he fell asleep at the table, his face fell directly into his plate of food.
Except you can't really "pretend" to do that so much as "actually" do it. Purposefully, his nose landed right in his barbecue chicken. When he lifted his head back up with a nose completely covered in barbecue sauce, all the kids absolutely erupted in laughter. I thought Ryan might pee his pants he was laughing so hard.
I think a good session of family hilarity is what I needed. And I've been a in a good mood ever since.
That is AWESOME!! However, it doesn't suprise me. I love the humor in that, I know it would have up lifted my spirits. I'll have to file the idea way to use at my house one day.
I definitely understand days like that!!
This story made me happy for the rest of my day. I had to go back and re-read it again, to make sure I got it right--that semi-stoic Jonathan did such a thing! The awesomeness! I've told this story to several people already. Thanks!