Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I took some video of our family eating dinner the other night. To prove a point. I hope you don't mind me sharing it with you. (Warning: There is some language. We're workin' on that....)
After much thought and deliberation I thought my future daughter in laws might appreciate it if I taught my boys some manners. Elbows off the table, don't talk with your mouth full of food, don't reach across others, ask for things to be passed, speaking of passed..... no passing of gas at the table in either form of burp or the other end...... that sort of thing.
My first idea was one my own mother used on us. If our elbows were on the table, they were fair game to a bit of fork stabbing. Mom raising her fork in our direction was all it took. We quickly decided that one might not be such a good idea beings as Levi copies and acts out everything he sees and we can't have him going around stabbing every body's elbows now can we?
After some quick thinking, I came up with the ten cents rule. I catch you breaking any of the above rules and you owe me ten cents. The first couple of dinners I got rich fast! And lost some....... The Native's were quick to try and catch The SM and me at our own game.
Giggling At one point, The SM slammed his fists down on the table and said, "I hate this new rule". Just so ya know...... he's doing better at keeping his elbows off the table.
Levi hasn't quite figured things out. He loves to shout out, TEN CENTS with his mouth full and then he'll put his elbows on the table and yells, TEN CENTS! Then he falls into a fit of giggling.
At the Scout Banquet on Saturday he had us all blushing as he would look at others at our table and yell, TEN CENTS at them if he saw them talking with their mouths full.
Last night we were watching, "The Biggest Loser" and at one point, one of the trainers ate something and then started talking with her mouth full. Levi sitting next to me yelled, TEN CENTS!
Why is it everything I try to do, Levi comes in, undoes it, and turns it upside down leaving me in a fit of laughter in his wake. I swear that punk can get away with anything!
" Pearly dear, after you get done chasin that lice in your hair around, how 'bout gettin' up and gettin' us another bottle..."