My Own Class Clown

I always try to write down the "Aydanisms" as they come.

But I don't always remember them. Then, the other day he came home and informed me that he was the class clown.

Me: Really?

Him: Yes.

Me: How do you know?

Him: Because everyone laughs at me!

Me: Are you sure that they are laughing at you because you are funny? (I know, I know, I shouldn't have mentioned that)

Him: (looking at me as if I had grown another head) Mom! Of course they are.....I take after you! And besides, other kids TRY to be funny, but it doesn't work.


Well, there you have it. The class clown. I have actually managed to give something of myself that I can REALLY be proud of. (After all, I was the class clown from 4th grade through 9th grade, dont'cha know...)


Then there was that funny incident about a week ago. My hubby had called to tell me that he was going to take Aydan swimming at a local sports club. So, I hung up the phone and called out to Aydan.

Me: Hey, you need to get your swimsuit.

Him: What? Why?

Me: Because Dad just called and he is going to take you swimming tonight when he gets home.

Him: (A long silence)

Me: Hey, did you hear me? Get your swimsuit---he's on his way!

Him: (Getting up and walking into the kitchen, stomping as he walked---really upset, as he checked the thermometer) But Mom! I don't want to go swimming today!!
Its only 25 degrees outside!


Sorry, but I burst out laughing. My little class clown.


So, go on over and visit his blog---its a hoot. Leave a comment. It will make his day.