Late night Jenga with the kids! Hahaha!
Yittle: “OMG! OMG! They’re going to fall. I can’t take it. I can’t even look. Mom!…”
Big Brother: (Home from college and as pestery as ever). “Whoa! What was that?!” (Makes loud sound and jumps in Yittle’s direction). “I think I’ll just pull this one from the bottom here.” (Looks over at Yittle and waits for the anticipated shriek — which she delivers.) Hahaha!
Yittle: “Eek!! Don’t do it!! No! No! OMG! They’re going to all fall in my direction!”
Amazingly, though, they don’t fall. Whew!
Me: “Babies, babies, babies…just calm down.”
Big Brother: “Mom. OMG! How many times? Please stop saying that.”
Yeah, well, where do you think he got his pestery gene? LOL!
Me to Big Brother: “Did you just shake the table?!”
Yittle turns and stares at her brother with eyes wide open.
Big Brother: Ever so innocently says, “No.” As he puts his arm down (extra firm) and Jenga logs EXPLODE across the table!
Yittle BURSTS into a Julia Robert’s type of joyful laughter and falls onto the floor, which set Big Brother and me off into our own fits of laughter and, well, that was the end of Jenga. Hahahaha!
Man, I love summer. ☺️