We recently had the privilege of meeting one of Josh's fellow Chevron colleagues over supper. He was a super nice guy and Josh really enjoys working with him. So, we were honored to meet "one of Daddy's work friends". Josh had a meeting run late so we ran about 15 mins. behind. So we call and he already has the table and I thought surely he'll understand. Of course he did and with 2 young, rambunctious boys, we are rarely ever late!ha Anyway, with my boys, you are never a stranger for long. They open up really fast and they have no filter between their brain and their sweet little mouth!
"Daddy's work friend" has 2 girls so this was quite a different meal than he was use to. Talks of baseball, karate, hunting, fishing, pogo sticks, and pecs. That's right I said pecs, like your pectoral muscles. Levi has learned this new trick(thanks Adam & Isaac,LOL). He loves to move his "pecs". You know as well as I do that nothing is off limits with kids, if they think it, it comes out. They had shared all kinds of stories and jokes and then this conversation.
"Hey Mr.Steve. You know what? I can move my pecs. You wanna see?!" At this point, I'm just hoping he doesn't pull up his shirt and really do it. Much to my surprise, he left his shirt down and said "Look, I'm moving them through my shirt. Did you see? Ain't that cool?!" Mr. Steve is shaking his head, dying laughing and just thought it was hilarious. I'm shaking my head, dying laughing and just thinking, OMG, my boy is a hoot!
THEN...."Hey, Mr. Steve, you oughta see my Momma move HER pecs. When they move they go, wommmm,wommmm, wommmm, with hand gestures moving up and down! I thought I would crawl under the table and spit salad everywhere! Mr. Steve once again shook his head, died laughing and turned about 20 shades of red and still thought it was hilarious. Levi never thought twice and just laughed. I thought we would be asked to leave. We were laughing so loud and hard. Remember my husband's infamous laugh, once he starts he can't stop and he has no "inside voice laugh" either. So needless to say, their was no "ice that needed to broken" after that. And it wasn't too long that Houston shared his story about "hurting his weiner on the pogo stick at church". What will I do with these boys?! Maybe duct tape? Do you think that might work?!!
Oh, and for the record. I have moved my pecs one time. I was drying my hair when they asked. I didn't think anything about it and I just needed to finish drying my hair before it dried on its own, Momma's do you feel my pain?! Laughter rang out all over the bathroom and I've never done it again, pinky promise. Some things just stay in their little minds and it seems to be the things you hope they forget!
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WOW!! How fun that moment must have been!
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