Slumber party

So dinner last night was especially yummy, just so you know. :)

The story from two nights ago... probably not going to be that funny to you, but it was a really fun night.  Jake and I were in bed and he had just rolled over and was probably very close to falling asleep.  Then, out of nowhere, he just rolled back over and started talking to me and laughing at everything I said.

This part is going to be confusing- so you're allowed to skip it if you want.  If you've seen the show Mad About You, you'll remember that there's a guy on there that every time he sees the Buchmans, he greets them by saying "Hey der, Mrs. Buchman.  Ho der Mr. Buchman."  It cracks us up.  Well, for some reason we were throwing out ways to great pheasants (much longer story), and so I said "hey der, ho der pheasants."  Jake laughed hysterically.

So then we were laughing pretty hard and it was getting pretty late, so I said:

Me: I feel like we're having a slumber party and we're 12 years old.
Jake: We are; should I fart?

Apparently that's what 12 year old boys do at slumber parties.  Anyway, I couldn't stop laughing.  It was pretty funny picturing Jake, age 12, and brothers and a few friends laying around farting and laughing.  I'm sure his brothers would have some funny stories about him when he was that age.  Any takers?  C'mon, dish the dirt! ;)