Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Laughter Saves Lives

I've decided that being a mom is hilarious. It is. It has to be. If it wasn't, I'd be dead by now. I think my kids are funny: they say funny things and do funny things. But then there's that "other category." You know what I'm talking about. The category where your kids do such things that make you want to cry, run away, rip your hair out, punch a hole in the wall, crawl back into bed, or just plain throw them out the window.

After the first few horrifying experiences (especially the ones that happen in public) I think I've just learned to laugh at them all. Because they are funny, in a tragic sort of way. And when you have three kids in three years, they happen so often, you just gotta roll with it. (Or perhaps, maybe, it's because I'm such a broken woman that I don't care anymore. But that can't be it, can it?)

Behold, some Fisher tragedies:





And then there are those things that are just straight-up funny.




2 comments:

  1. Is that fingerpaint or frosting all over Felix? And laughing is sometimes hard to do. Especially since I don't want to encourage the misbehavior. Argh! Why do they do these things?

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  2. Sam and Charly in the scrub pants killed me! So much laughing out loud. It'd be the weirdest if you convinced one or both of them to wear that on Halloween.

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