I haven’t been 100% healthy lately, so tonight I had to call in an order to the only pizza place that delivers out to our house. I had already called in and paid for the pizza when I remembered that I would need to give the driver their tip . . . ugh! Who keeps cash on hand anyway? Maybe we’re the only ones who don’t.
So I head for the two jars I keep handy for all of my “income” earned from doing the laundry (in other words the money I find in the dryer from any family members who didn’t clean out their pockets). I could swear I had at least two dollar bills in one of those jars . . . not anymore. So I found some quarters and mentioned out loud that I could use a couple dollar bills.
Suddenly from the bedroom near where I was standing our oldest son (age 12) announced matter of factly:
“I have 5 brothers, 2 dollars and some quarters to offer.”
I couldn’t help myself, I started cracking up! It was said like it was a normal everyday comment. When I looked at him he was sitting on the floor looking at me with a silly grin on his face. So I told him, “I’ll take a dollar and a couple of quarters but we need to keep the brothers.”
Later on while we were in the living room (still waiting for the pizza) the Salesman (age9) apparently felt it necessary to clear something up with his only bigger brother in regards to the 5 brothers offering and said:
“You know, we’re each worth at least $1,000 or so . . . way more than pizza.”
OHMYWORD! Could they be funnier . . . without even trying (though I think that is actually when they are the funniest).