Bob and James
My kids' sense of humor and comic timing cracks me up sometimes.
Last night James decided to lie with me on the couch. Before too long he'd slid between me and the couch's back, and he was doing everything he could to push me off. Bonnie saw me looking uncomfortable and asked me sarcastically, "Is he giving you enough space?"
"Yeah," James answered. "I have enough space."
This morning Bob and Emme were horsing around on the couch and tickling each other when Emme passed some wind accidentally. Bob's new nickname for her is "the Queen of Farts," which I think is clever for an eight year old.