I tease, I tease

Adam gets things wrong every once in a while and when it happens, I dig in and hold on because I just don't get to tease him that much!

Riding in the car:

Me: I hope Tom Thumb lets me air up Emma's balloons even though I didn't buy them there.
Adam: You mean the styrofoam ones?
Me: The styrofoam balloons?
Adam: Yeah.
Me: The styrofoam balloons.
Adam: Yes, what's the matter!?!?
Me: Are you trying to say cellophane?
Adam: Yes, fine, cellophane. . . . shut up. (A playful shut up, not a mean one)
Me: ::snickers:: ::points and laughs::

To our chagrin, balloons are neither made of styrofoam or cellophane. But it's still funny.

In the kitchen:

Adam singing: Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes. Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, throat, throat, throat! . . . ::stops singing::
Courtney: ::uncontrollable laughter::
Adam: ::making his embarassed face::

We don't sing the song the regular way anymore. Adam's version is a lot more fun.

And THAT'S what's happening in our neck of the woods, folks.