Expect the unexpected

To borrow a word from my friend, Michel, it is UNKNOWABLE what to expect from my children. When they were little, I was often blown away by the bizarre pronouncements they would make. Seriously, what kids convince the other children in the neighborhood that they had just returned from the Poison Store and had stuff to decimate the entire block? In my defense, all they had was some dried ice that came in a package of frozen meat we had ordered.

Their imagination is often big and bizarre. And I love it!

This was the conversation at the 5K the other day.

Mr. Happy: "Oh, look. I think that is the dude who works at the Bingo place." (What!?)

Me: "You play Bingo?"

Mr. Happy: "Well, yeah. It is a lot of fun and you can win money."

Me: "Are there other people your age? And have you won any money?"

Mr. Happy: "Just my friend and I go and we haven't won anything yet but I did help this old lady once when she didn't realize she had Bingo already."

So, while some kids are playing video games or sneaking alcohol out of their parent's liquor cabinet, my son is playing the Bingo. With little old ladies.

Mr. Funny will be going to an Honor's Program this summer for 6 weeks and he is getting so excited about getting all his stuff together. He'll be living on a college campus in a dorm surrounded by other geeks Poindexters smart kids studying History and Chemistry.

As he was gathering the items on his packing list, Mr. Funny suddenly turned to me and asked (with excitement), "Should I take my horse mask?"

Me: "You have a horse mask?"

Mr. Funny: "Yeah. I keep it in the car just in case." (In case of what?!)

All I could do was stare and then laugh.

And hell yeah, he should take it!