Randomness

That's kind of the way we are sometimes. OK, a LOT of the time. It's hard to keep up with us in a conversation, usually, because in a house of eight people, there are several conversations going on at once. It can be quite hilarious at times, especially when one does not realize the conversation has moved on without them, and they make a comment…that has nothing to do with what we're talking about anymore. Hilarious.

Another thing about us. We have a lot of funny inside jokes. We don't mean to. Honest. It's just that sometimes we'll be reminded of something funny that happened and make a comment…then we'll burst into laughter. The problem with that is that whoever else we are with doesn't get it. We don't' mean to be that way, honest.

Things like glow in the dark underwear and light bulbs crack us up. It will always be that way. One of our children burned their underwear once trying to make them glow. Underwear comments, spotting certain brands of underwear, make us laugh. Actually, underwear alone in our family would make a blog of it's own! Really! Superman underwear (I can't share that one, sorry!), April Fool's Day underwear (hubby's underwear was sewn shut as a prank…lots of them…hilarious!), wearing briefs outside talking to your neighbor thinking you have shorts on (that's hubby, too). Underwear makes us laugh.

You heartless jerk. That throws us into fits. We're a nice family and we don't go around calling people heartless jerks, honest. It's just that one night we were helping B-boo with similes homework. We were searching the internet, working together and laughing at things like, "cold as ice" and "raining cats and dogs" when all of a sudden, hubby turns around and shouts at, "You heartless jerk!" Apparently his search gave him that phrase…and since we don't use language like that, he scared us. And we went into fits of giggles over it…and well, now it's a staple of our language only we're the only ones that get it.

Unibrow cracks us up, too. Poor Drama Queen about had a fit one time because she noticed she had a unibrow when she frowns. 

Random quotes. Sometimes they show up out of the blue.

"But we likeeeee you." (Overboard)

"Anybody want a peanut?" (Princess Bride)

"Kids! Can't live with them, can't shoot'em!" (Grumpier Old Men)

We may sometimes seem unfocused. Not the case. Ok, this is usually me. I know what I'm saying and to whom I'm saying it; it's not my fault if they can't keep up. An example is this morning. I'm talking to hubby about something. The Drama Queen is showing me something while I'm listening to hubby talk. I say,

"That's gross!" to the Drama Queen.

Then I have to explain to hubby that "No, I don't think you're gross, it's the Drama Queen."

Things like that happen alot. I call it a gift, able to maintain a conversation with five different people at once. It's no my fault other's get confused!

Sometimes names get confused. Sometimes they are half one name and half the other. This simply means that whichever half I end on is the one I am talking to. The kids get it, that's all that matters. Hubby tried this out on B-boo last night. He mixed it up the wrong way though, and so it didn't work with him.

One of our children is a little slow at times. This causes "said child" to burst into an "OH, I get it moment" at random times. It's ok, we love her anyway and accept her just the way she is. 🙂

Sometimes I'm known to burst into rhyme. Some of the kids play along. Other's roll their eyes and whine, "Mommmm!"

Oh, and sometimes the Smart One and I will burst into jingles. He's better than I am and usually gives me the smile that says, "I can't believe I'm doing this with her again…she's so corny."

Faces. Oh, we have a lot of them in our home. Not always at the most convenient times either. I can usually tell if one is being made behind me though, because the person that is getting lectured I'm having a conversation with starts to have problems maintaining eye contact. Not cool.

Clumsiness…nevermind, let's not go there.

We can be serious when we need to…and act quickly if necessary.

This means 5 am phone calls and shouts to get upstairs immediately are followed. (It also means that you're hamster has been found.)

If Dad screams at you to call the Burford's, you do so immediately, without asking. When mom asks why and he shouts that he needs to find B-boo…and B-boo is dialing, you hang up. (Sorry, Mr. Burford, that crank call yesterday evening was us.) (We later found out that poor dad was on the roof and saw a auto accident happen. He knew his girls were probably at the corner at that moment. What he didn't know is that they had already made it home. And that B-boo was the one doing the dialing. Poor dad. Once he was calm, we had a good laugh.)

Sometimes not so smart things happen. For example, if the green bean casserole catches on fire in the electric oven…Dad still throws a pitcher of water on it to put it out. And then we say a special thanks that no one was electrocuted at the same time!

911 calls. A nice officer once told me that I had had three false 911 calls over a span of so much time. I know, officer, and I'm really sorry. And it may happen again, officer. You see, I have lots of children. and they call during non-emergencies to see if you'll really show up. I do tell them that's not good. If you'd like, I'll try to teach them to call during real emergencies…it's just that when they happen (and they do!) I usually am rushing them to the hospital myself because I've had so much practice I can do it faster than you.

Pranks. Big family, lots of pranks. This means be very careful if you are walking anywhere…because at any given time someone can jump out at you and scare the living daylights out of you. It means I'll find frozen tastebuds on the orange juice can. It means plastic bugs, snakes, spiders, etc….can be found at the most inopportune time. It means little ones shaving their lips. It means having your underwear sewn shut…or having confetti fly out of the air conditioning when you start up the van.

Chaos. You know, I'm not even going to go there!

Randomness. This is me, being random…about our randomness.