Yesterday I said to my wife as I was driving, “Did you know in America you can go to jail for imitating a police officer?”
“Impersonating,” she said.
And then we both cracked up. It took about a minute for us to settle back down.
“That was an honest mistake.”
“I know. It’s much more fun laughing at you.”
This is me in the car. My left arm is tiny.
Today in the car my wife said that she can’t imagine what it would be like to raise kids if we didn’t have a sense of humor.
Finn is two and he’s already pulling pranks. His favorite is yanking down my wife’s top and making slurping noises like he wants to have another run at breast feeding. That one cracks me up.
She deserves everything she gets.