Tonight was by far one of the funniest times I've had in a long while. The Talented One needed a *professional* outfit for one of the classes he is taking. We dropped Chicken Noodle Butt off at AWANAS and headed to the mall. Unfortunately, we didn't finish our shopping on time, so we headed over to pick him up and then back to the mall to purchase shoes for his outfit.
And boy was Chicken Noodle Butt wound up! He was just going nuts; had so much energy! He had his little red vest on and just cracked me up! As we headed downstairs, he giggled at being able to go on "those cool stairs, Aunt Hope!" I had to grab him to keep him from falling in his clumsiness!
Once we were in the shoe store, he went ballistic! The boy was dancing and boogying like there was no tomorrow! The sales clerks were cracking up as he shook his bootie to the music and had not a care in the world! We managed to have him dance his way out of the store and back up the escalators and decided to have a Cinnabon since we hadn't had dinner and we don't usually get them because two of my children have food allergies.
The boy wanted a big one, so we got him one.
And he managed to eat almost the whole thing! He was in cinnamon heaven! Frosting all over the face, hands; you name it! The Talented One headed off to the bathroom to clean him up (the little one barely missing the wall since he NEVER watches where he is walking!), while B-boo and I cleaned up the table and headed to the car. Just as we walked out the door, B-boo started hurrying me up as she demanded the keys, saying, "He's coming, Mom!"
I turned around to see him come out with his little cousin running…and then saw him swoop his cousin up like a sack of potatoes and RACE to the car. Those crazy teens wanted to fight over the front seat! I was laughing so hard I had to stop in the parking lot to keep from peeing my pants! The Talented One ran past me with Chicken Noodle Butt under his arms, laughing hysterically at the fun he was having!
Once we got into the car, I exclaimed to the teens that they were lucky the kid had been carried instead of running because he's so clumsy he'd have ended up in the ER…to which he replied,
"And I would have farted!" out of the blue.
Which threw us into another round of laughter.
Then he talked of going to Mars and wanted to know if it could fly. He was like this all the way home.
As we got him settled down and ready for bed, he had just one comment for his Uncle.
"Uncle Art, the Fart!"
I'm not sure he should go to AWANAS anymore!
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