i've been here a couple weeks now and there have been so many moments that made me laugh. here are a few:
my niece and nephew are 3-year-old twins. she goes around singing "boom boom pow" like ALL day. his song of choice is now "single ladies". that's right. he's 3 singing about "you better put a ring on it"! LOVE them.

my niece really wanted a toy her mom hid up on top of the fridge. she pushed a chair up to the fridge, but she still couldn't reach it. she comes over to me all doe-eyed and says "Fufoo hold me" in a totally irresistible way. so i pick her up. and then she steers me to the fridge where she snatches the toy.
i am her pawn.
i'm just sitting in my room minding my own business when my brother comes in with his shotgun. "check this out. shotgun with a handgun grip. that way you can sneak up around corners without letting the bad guy see you coming from a mile away."
what?! we're from the suburbs. we don't do guns. but apparently my brothers are all reverting to hunter/gatherer lifestyles while simultaneously preparing for warfare.

on a related note, my brother has appointed himself the bunny-slayer of the neighborhood. he goes out at night when they're eating his lawn and his neighbor's flowers and snipes them.
a final not-so-funny thing that happened today:
there was snow in my hair. that's right. all fluffy and freezing. snow. i drove in it (which freaks me out in a big way, although less in CO b/c they're better drivers here than in that other place where i used to drive in the snow) and the thermometer in my car fluctuated between 33 and 36 degrees. at mid afternoon. in early october.
me and denver might not be friends for long.
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my niece and nephew are 3-year-old twins. she goes around singing "boom boom pow" like ALL day. his song of choice is now "single ladies". that's right. he's 3 singing about "you better put a ring on it"! LOVE them.

my niece really wanted a toy her mom hid up on top of the fridge. she pushed a chair up to the fridge, but she still couldn't reach it. she comes over to me all doe-eyed and says "Fufoo hold me" in a totally irresistible way. so i pick her up. and then she steers me to the fridge where she snatches the toy.
i am her pawn.
i'm just sitting in my room minding my own business when my brother comes in with his shotgun. "check this out. shotgun with a handgun grip. that way you can sneak up around corners without letting the bad guy see you coming from a mile away."
what?! we're from the suburbs. we don't do guns. but apparently my brothers are all reverting to hunter/gatherer lifestyles while simultaneously preparing for warfare.
on a related note, my brother has appointed himself the bunny-slayer of the neighborhood. he goes out at night when they're eating his lawn and his neighbor's flowers and snipes them.
a final not-so-funny thing that happened today:
there was snow in my hair. that's right. all fluffy and freezing. snow. i drove in it (which freaks me out in a big way, although less in CO b/c they're better drivers here than in that other place where i used to drive in the snow) and the thermometer in my car fluctuated between 33 and 36 degrees. at mid afternoon. in early october.
me and denver might not be friends for long.