The Incredible Hulk

I love that I have boys. When they were little they used to curl up on my lap and I'd read books to them. I'd spend hours down on the floor building block towers so that T-Rex could knock them down over and over and over again. Every day in the summer we would hook up the garden hose so that volcanoes could be built and then cause great destruction in the sandbox realm. The boys would swing on the rope swing and want me to throw pretzels at them while they were spinning wildly to see if I could hit them. They would want me to commentate while they did different tricks and moves on the trampoline.

These days, they don't need me for very much except procuring food for them and washing their clothes; certainly they can't curl on my lap for a story! Now that they're getting older, they've developed that sense of humor that boys seem to naturally come by. The ability to say the most amusing things and completely crack me up! I have recently heard a story that tells me that my nephew, Levi, is honing his skills for when he gets a little older. The amazing ability to screw with his little sister has already begun to form quite well at the tender age of 6:

Bannah recently re-saw (not that that's a word or anything) the Hulk movie. Apparently the whole "rage turning you into a giant green monster" thing has really struck her psyche. She was wrestling with her brother and he had her pinned. She started to FREAK OUT - not because he had her pinned, but because she could "feel herself starting to get frustrated and she didn't want to turn into the Hulk." Danielle went through the whole, "It is a pretend movie. Blah, blah, blah............ That doesn't really happen" thing that every good parent patiently goes through. Well, the next day, Levi accidentally knocked over some books that Bannah had standing up to make rooms for her "dudes" to play in. She freaked out again because she was mad and didn't want to turn into the Hulk. She was all crying and wigging out. Again, Danielle explained that "people do not turn into big, giant monsters when they're mad. Their skin does not turn green. That's a promise." So, what does that little, ornery stinker, Levi, do? He goes into the kitchen, scribbles on his skin with green marker, comes back into the room and says, "Bannah, look! Look what's happening to my arm!" Now, she's REALLY freaking, he's laughing so hard he falls over onto the chair, Steve and Danielle are trying not to laugh (because, you have to admit, that was genius) and are trying to calm Bannah down.

I wish I could've been there! I love boys :)