One of the hardships of moving is that we sometimes find things like root beers hidden in the back of SuperHubby’s beer fridge. Which means–darn it–last week, I had to drink a root beer.
(On a completely serious note, I love root beer. I may or may not have offered to trade a child for micro-brewed root beer once or twice. You can’t prove anything.)
But the unfortunate side effect of root beer is that it makes me burp.
So during our move, I discovered a root beer, and I sort of inhaled it. And then I may or may not have made the windows rattle. Which may or may not have made our boy children (and thus our girl child too) giggle hysterically, and possibly look at me with no small amount of new respect and admiration in their adoring glances. (Obviously, this isn’t normal behavior for me.)
SuperHubby just shook his head. “When they start burping contests, don’t blame me.”
“Oh, lighten up,” I told him. “It’s better than wrestling. Burping contests are hardly a contact sport.”
And then SuperHubby got the grin.
And the SuperHubby grin made me laugh, because it was obvious what he was thinking. Don’t ever underestimate boys when it comes to burping and contact sports.
“That’s going in your next book, isn’t it?” he said.
“Contact burping contests?” I said. “I guess you’ll have to wait and see.”
(Yeah… probably not. But I like to keep him on his toes.)
In the month of June, my family and I are moving! But I love you guys, so I’m giving away a surprise to one blog commenter. I don’t know what it will be (yet), but it will be fun, and it could be anything! (I’m thinking it might be related to THE HUSBAND GAMES.) Want to enter? Just comment on any blog that I post in the month of June. The more blogs you comment on, the more chances you have to win! Limit one entry per post, though feel free to comment as much as you wish! Full contest and giveaway rules here.