I Love Dinner Time

So dinner time rolled around tonight and the family sat together as we always do and Samuel is being, well, himself. He's being funny and inquistive today (when his sister tooted today, he told her the 'Toot Police' were coming to arrest her). So since he was in a good mood, I decided to see if he could handle playing Simon Says. He didn't quite get it, but wanted a turn to be Simon. Here's how it went (mind you, he and I were the only ones playing.)

Samuel: Simon says touch your belly.

(Daddy touches his belly)

Samuel: Simon says touch your nose

(Daddy touches his nose)

Samuel: Simon says....TOOT!

(Daddy leans to one side and rips a pretty good one)

Samuel and Daddy are laughing their heads off, but Mommy is not impressed.

So no more Simon Says, so Samuel moves on to Duck Duck Goose. Around the dinner table. I get to start it off. Mommy is still not impressed I farted on command.

Daddy to Avery: Duck
Daddy to Mommy: Duck
Daddy to Samuel: GOOSE!

He chases me around the table, but I outrun him. So he decided that Mommy should be the goose and he wins. Mommy's turn. She comes right to me and says 'GOOSE' and proceeds to smack me (kinda hard) on the head. I chased her around the table, except 'Goose' took on a whole new meaning.