My Man

First let me give some background information. Todd and Danny (my bro) are a tad bit crazy when they are together. And thanks to the holidays they have been together quite a bit over the last few months. So there is an ongoing joke about putting a sock on the door (if you know what I mean...if you don't you can stop reading now).

A few nights ago after all the kids were in bed I got myself a nice bowl of ice cream and was headed back to the bedroom (to blog of course) and there was a sock on the door. This made me laugh. But then I opened the door to find the lights out, several candles lit, and music playing and Todd sitting on the bed (don't worry he had all his clothes on).

Of course I had just gotten myself a nice bowl of ice cream so I just sat down on my side of the bed to talk and eat it. Right when I sat down I heard the sound of gas passing....was it me? It had to be I heard it and it was right here! But no, it wasn't me I was pretty sure about that. So I had quite the perplexed look on my face right about the time I realized Todd had put the whoopee cushion under the sheets right where I was sitting. He had only put a little air in it and put it under all the bedding so it wasn't a loud obnoxious noise it sounded so real. He was laughing harder than I have ever seen him laugh before. Freakin' HILARIOUS!!!

p.s. Todd bought the whoopee cushion at K.B. Toys going out of business sale for like 48 cents....I believe it's the best bargain he's ever gotten. And the boys think it is sooooo funny. They keep putting it everywhere and saying "mom come sit down" and you will see a blanket thrown over a very full and obvious whoopee cushion...but I play along and they crack up.