When you hang out with other humans on a regular basis, particularly kids, you start incorporating weird little habits into your routine that only make sense to the people involved.
Or is that just because Lucas, Maxwell, and I are odd?
Anyway, I thought I’d record some of ours.
Every Friday, we start our car ride to school by listening to Rebecca Black’s “Friday” a few times. We use this as an opportunity to yell at the song, shouting things like “We got the idea the first time you said that!” and “There’s no room in the front seat!” and “Saturday comes after Friday? YOU ARE KIDDING ME!”
One time Maxwell asked me what the handle on the ceiling above his door was called. I know that as the oh shit handle, but I thought quick and told him it was the oh shoot handle. So now periodically when we’re driving, he grabs the handle and shouts, “OH, SHOOT!”
For a reason I can’t remember, every time we pass a red car, we say, “Remember, red cars are our friends.”
I serve breakfast family-style and usually try to have at least a few choices for what to eat. Most mornings, Lucas arranges the food on his plate to make a face.
I’ve taught the boys that when I say “suit up,” they should put their coats and boots and whatever on. Now they say things like “Is it time to suit up?” or “I’m suiting up” and it makes me laugh a little inside my head every time.