Writing about the kids is tough lately. They have all become old enough that they do say some silly things every once in a while, but now they do it on purpose. When they are unintentionally funny, most of the time it’s not so much even what they say, but how they say it. The tone they use or the crazy body language that is used to help express their point. I am just not a good enough writer to get the subtleties of their humor into print. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m not a horrible writer, I just also know that there are much more eloquent people out there.
Nathan’s sense of humor has been leaning toward the snarky, sarcastic side. You know the kind. Not intended to be mean, but sometimes could be taken that way? We’ve had to explain to him that if it is not clearly a joke, he should not say it. He is entering middle school, so I’m pretty sure this should be expected. The majority of the time, he is down right funny with his observances.
Zoey is quirky in her comedy. She’s witty and smart but sometimes so clueless. She gets most of the jokes we make, but likes to immediately repeat them. She doesn’t quite get that what was funny the first time, the 4th or 5th? Not so much. Her favorites right now are plays on words. We have been talking about how one little word can make all of the difference in a sentence. Whether it is left out, or moved to a different spot. She’s also big on the puns, corny though they are. She comes by that honestly. I love some puns.
Allison is a laugh riot. She is pure four year old with her bodily function jokes. Say anything and end it with “poop” and she will crack up. She thinks it great fun to stick her butt in someone’s face and then say she farted. That this especially grosses out her older brother, makes Allison think it is hilarious.



Well…poop is just funny to say any way. The other day we were watching our friend’s three-year old. He was sitting at the table eating and I started to leave the kitchen to get something from the other room. He stopped me and said “Wait. Wait. I farted. You can go now”. Where do they get this?!?
OMG!!!!! Trip is the exact same way. Poop and I farted! I am soooo scared he is going to stick his butt in someones face at school. I can imagine what his teacher would think. He’s also really bad about pulling his pants down, showing his butt and saying. “wanna see my butt”. Glad to know I am not the only one in that boat. I’m gonna blame it on Hinson genetics…lol
This reminds of being a kid…my sister and I would have cook-offs ALL THE TIME!!!! We couldn’t really cook though, so my poor Dad was a very reluctant judge!
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Oops! I meant to put this comment under the post about food…not poop/farting. I seriously hope no one thinks reading about poop makes me think of food.