The first time your child made you laugh?

By which I mean as a result of something funny that they purposely said in an attempt to be funny, not just by being or saying something “cute” or precocious.

When Sophie was three, mom and I went through a phase where, whenever one of us did something silly/idiotic, we would make that sound you would hear on Let’s Make a Deal whenever the contestant chose the door with the donkey, kinda like “Wah-wah-waaaahhh.” You’d know it if you hear it.

Anyway, one night Sophie wanted some ice cream. I kept on telling her “Sophie, there is no ice cream in the freezer. I know this 'cause there was none last night and I know that neither your mother nor I went to the grocery store today.” But she kept on insisting that she wanted the ice cream that was sitting there in the freezer, ignoring my repeated attempts to tell her that there was no ice cream in the freezer, please, honey, just let it go, OK?!?

But she kept on: “Dada, I want ice cream!” I was getting a little bit irritated and I said “Fine! You don’t believe me, I’ll show you that there is no bleedin’ ice cream in the bloody freezer!” whereupon I threw open the freezer door… only to see the brand new box of Neopolitan ice cream my wife bought earlier that day.

Sophie looked me in the eye, and very loudly and clearly said “Wah-wah-WAAAAHHHH, Daddy!!”

She got two bowls that night… after I picked myself off the ground from the laughter.

I truly love my little girl.

How adorable, John! I always enjoy your Sophie stories!

My kids are really funny, it’s been a saving grace around here. Last week I taught them to say “wafer-thin mint”, like in the Monty Python movie. They pull off the faux-French accent pretty well.

So yesterday morning I ran out of coffee and was making an emergency Starbucks run when they started clamoring for cookies from the backseat (they’ve learned that Starbucks makes awesome M&M cookies). “No, cookies are junk food, they are NOT a good breakfast.” “How about a wafer-thin mint?” my daughter asked, accent spot-on.

That one should be OK at nursery school, I think their teachers are the right age to get it.

OTOH, I’ll probably be getting a call following “Music Day”; the last time the twins were dancing around with tambourines (during Monday Night Football, no less) my husband taught them to sing “Hare Krishna! Hare Krishna!”

LOL!

That’s all right. Soph’s mother is still sweating how she’s going to explain to Sophies parochial school teacher how War of the Worlds (the Tom Cruise version) became her 5 year-olds favorite movie. :wink: