Apparently, you don't need to be at a dinner table to have family craziness.
Sometimes all it takes is a car ride with three kids crammed into the backseat, an iPhone and Youtube.
Gotta love my children when they think that a trip down "Magic School Bus" memory lane will crack me up.
Um. Cuz it did.
For a loooooong time.
Followed closely by ... well ... er ... uh ...
Ok, there's really no politically correct way to explain this, so I'll just jump right in.
The Roo-girl: So what would my Vietnamese name be?
*See? No PC way to explain it, so I'm not going to*
Z-man: Pho Kim.
The Roo-girl: Pho Kim?
Z-man: Yeah, except probably more like Phuh.
The Roo-girl: Phuh Kim?
Evil Mother: Bwahahahahahahahaha. Z-man, I can't believe you did that to her.
The Roo-girl: *gasps in utter horror as the reality hits* Omigod omigod omigod, Mommy. I'm so sorry. I didn't know!!
Z-man and J-bear: *holding onto each other and CRYING with laughter*
Three days later, Roo is STILL apologizing for her -- ahem -- nasty mouth.
And I'm still laughing.