Ha!

Two things to share. Both I found funny. 

First, Rea came home from school with a spiral notebook in her backpack. I had never seen it before. Apparently they have them at school... not sure what the total point is or when they are allowed to draw/write in them. Anyway, I flipped through the book. Honestly I wanted to see how often I appear in it. Yeah, narcissistic, I know. Whatever. I own it. 

About halfway through I found this gem:

I asked Rea what it was. She laughed and said "Oh I drew a picture of Grandpa dropping me on my head." She didn't give any reason other than she was thinking about it and drew it. I laughed. 

For those who don't know, this actually happened. Almost a year ago on our trip to Georgia and North Carolina. It was an accident and all is well. Added bonus, the ER in po-dunk GA is actually pretty good. 

Ok, next story. 

Buddy and I were just chilling for a minute. He looked at me and said "Your Dad is so funny."
I said, "Yeah he is."
Buddy: "Your Mom is not that funny."
I laughed and asked, "Wait, are you talking about me and Dad or Grammie and Grandpa?"
Buddy: "Grammie and Grandpa. That's your Mom and your Dad. That's what I said."
Me: "You don't think Grammie is funny?"
Buddy ponders this for a minute, "Ummm.... no, not really. Not like your Dad. He's funny."
Me: "Why do you keep calling them that?"
Buddy: "That's who they are."
Me: "True, but they are also your Grammie and your Grandpa. So you can call them that."
Buddy: "Huh, that's totally true Mom. You are smart."
Me: "Smart, but not funny?"
Buddy: "Right. Grandpa is funny."

Well, there you have it.