All my boyz have the ability to make others laugh. I tried to instill in them to laugh at themselves and find humor in life. We are known to do practical jokes and scare the bajeebers on each other.
My youngest is scared to go into the ally to take the garbage out. So he has to do it early in the evening to avoid this certain fate. So one evening he forgot to take out the trash and we was stuck having to do it at dusk. We convinced him that there was nothing in the ally to hurt him and he needed to do his chore. So off he tromped, out the garage door and down the driveway to the edge of the ally. In the meantime, I darted out the front door and around the house to the back. He was still at the garbage cans. Apparently he put the recycle bag in the garbage can and hand to fish it out. This was taking extra time… in the dark. Then he swiftly walks back to the garage and as he took the first step inside the garage, I jumped out from around the house growling. All I saw was him drop behind my car. By the time I got to him, I was laughing so hard that I could barely speak. It was hilarious, to me… but not for him, he was pretty upset with me, but it was worth it. I wanted to console him but I couldn’t stop laughing. He was very annoyed with me and walked back into the house. Lesson learned… now, he manages to get the trash out early and we still tease him.
Then, my middle son’s phobia of spiders. He absolutely screams like crazy and runs with no directional knowledge. One day in the kitchen, he saw a spider on the floor; he jumped so high, he almost hit the ceiling. Then, I went to look for the spider and it was so small that I could barely see it, so I pretended to pick it up as I motioned to throw it at him. Needless to say, he was gone, running, and screaming, leaving us laughing until our bellies hurt.
Now my oldest, is a little harder to scare. You can do the old “Boo” from around the corner but you better duck, he is known to swing his arms. He has more fun laughing at me scare the others.
As far as Ray, I like to run up to the door of the room he is exiting in the dark, and growl. He just jumps back and howls a little, but still scared. I like the power you feel.
Now as for me, I don’t scare easily, but I get startled. I do have to say, my girlfriend at work got me good in the parking garage at 8:00 o’clock in the morning. I was getting my things out of the back seat of my car like I do every day and someone approached me then pointed something in my back. I screamed like a baby, as I quickly turned around to see her giggling. What a rush, she got me good, my adrenaline was pumping. I guess for all my scares I do… this is how “pay it forward” works.
I love my family… we got a sense of humor… LMAO!
My youngest is scared to go into the ally to take the garbage out. So he has to do it early in the evening to avoid this certain fate. So one evening he forgot to take out the trash and we was stuck having to do it at dusk. We convinced him that there was nothing in the ally to hurt him and he needed to do his chore. So off he tromped, out the garage door and down the driveway to the edge of the ally. In the meantime, I darted out the front door and around the house to the back. He was still at the garbage cans. Apparently he put the recycle bag in the garbage can and hand to fish it out. This was taking extra time… in the dark. Then he swiftly walks back to the garage and as he took the first step inside the garage, I jumped out from around the house growling. All I saw was him drop behind my car. By the time I got to him, I was laughing so hard that I could barely speak. It was hilarious, to me… but not for him, he was pretty upset with me, but it was worth it. I wanted to console him but I couldn’t stop laughing. He was very annoyed with me and walked back into the house. Lesson learned… now, he manages to get the trash out early and we still tease him.
Then, my middle son’s phobia of spiders. He absolutely screams like crazy and runs with no directional knowledge. One day in the kitchen, he saw a spider on the floor; he jumped so high, he almost hit the ceiling. Then, I went to look for the spider and it was so small that I could barely see it, so I pretended to pick it up as I motioned to throw it at him. Needless to say, he was gone, running, and screaming, leaving us laughing until our bellies hurt.
Now my oldest, is a little harder to scare. You can do the old “Boo” from around the corner but you better duck, he is known to swing his arms. He has more fun laughing at me scare the others.
As far as Ray, I like to run up to the door of the room he is exiting in the dark, and growl. He just jumps back and howls a little, but still scared. I like the power you feel.
Now as for me, I don’t scare easily, but I get startled. I do have to say, my girlfriend at work got me good in the parking garage at 8:00 o’clock in the morning. I was getting my things out of the back seat of my car like I do every day and someone approached me then pointed something in my back. I screamed like a baby, as I quickly turned around to see her giggling. What a rush, she got me good, my adrenaline was pumping. I guess for all my scares I do… this is how “pay it forward” works.
I love my family… we got a sense of humor… LMAO!
