Lunchtime is always fodder for some child-related humor around here. Today’s little conversation went like this:
Me: Everyone sit in his own seat right now!!
Miriam: His own seat? (giggling) OK, everyone, get in Soren’s lap, come on!
Me: You know what that means. “His own seat” means every person sits in that person’s seat. Sit in your seat and stop playing.
Miriam: (still laughing) You’re funny, Mom.
Me: No, I’m not.
Jireh: (indignantly) Mommy’s not funny! Her husband is funny!