Last week, when I picked Kayla up from art, her art teacher told me that she wished she could have written down half of the things Kayla said while she was teaching her because they were so funny. I laughed and told her that now she knew why I had started a blog; the material I have available is just too good to waste.
Two days later, as I was trying to coordinate day camp’s free swim time with my need to pick Kayla up early for the orthodontist, Kayla told me that at day camp, “The weather doesn’t stop them from doing anything.” (There was a chance of thunderstorms in the afternoon.) I thought that was kind of funny, so I shared it with the day camp counselors who laughed and then said, “She’s so funny all the time anyhow.” I told Mark about both of those comments and wondered whether I have a budding comedienne, a chatterbox, a genius, or a combination of all three on my hands.
Then came our little escapade with the hurricane glass and her elbow. (Just when I thought I could retire the list….). While the story itself was too good to add anything else to it, there was an aftermath. After I got the glass off, Kayla kind of sniffled and cried through the rest of her bath. I went in to check on her and she said, woefully and through her sniffs, “I should try out for the part of Moaning Myrtle.” (FN) I asked why, and she said, “Because all I do is moan, moan, moan.” I did the only thing a rational parent could do in that situation, which is answer, “Oh!” and start to walk out of the room before I cracked a smile.
As I was leaving, she looked up at me and said forcefully, “Yes!” I turned around and said, “What?” She said, “Yes, you can tell Daddy I said that.” I told her that I was planning on it and then she said (still sniffling), “That works out then.” At that moment any effort on my part to keep a straight face was completely lost. I high-tailed it out of her bathroom into our bedroom laughing. Mark asked me why, I told him about it, and then he looked at me, grinned and asked, “And you wonder why people tell you she’s funny?”
Have a great day everyone!
FN. For those who don’t follow the Harry Potter books or movies, Moaning Myrtle is a girl ghost who floats around sighing and moaning most of the time.