tonight i was at my parent's house for family night. as we were all sitting there, i suddenly remembered part of why i am so ridiculous. with everyone snuggled up on the couch, it went something like this:
* note-- the following story is edited for content.
dad: carly. can you conduct please?
(everyone knows that this is really not a question)
carly: richie, you are doing the song. maddie, will you pray?
richie promptly leads us in a rowdy round of popcorn popping.
dad has the "lesson."
daddy: when you guys think of your grandparents what do you think of?
richie: vitamin supplement pills.
maddie: grandma and grandpa's house always smells like pills!
carly: grandpa's gross gravy.
dad:... okay. but, when you think of any of your grandparents, do they have any fancy high-tech toys?
carly: some ridiculous exclamation!
dad: what matters most to them do you think?
mom: (in a "you guys are ridiculous" voice) the gospel.
dad: that's right. we are a like your grandparents in this way. they treasure life and travelling and gardening and the gospel more than having fancy cars and 4-wheelers and gaming consoles. we have tried to be like your grandparents in this way, so just remember that--
dad is interrupted by chuckling--
dad: what is so funny.
rochelle: look at mav! nickie has been circling that pencil around his head for 5 minutes and he is still following it.
everyone looks and starts laughing also.
richie: how come we never get to go anywhere?
nickie: yeah! you (mom and dad) got to go lots of places with your families growing up!
mom: we've traveled as a family! we've gone to idaho and yellowstone and...
richie: we want to go to cool places.
rochelle: i'm going to mexico!
dad: (in the tone he teaches his 9 year old primary class in) when i was growing up we would go camping and backpacking to all the national parks.
nickie: ew, nevermind.
maddie: it would be so fun to go to disneyland!
dad: okay. we'll talk about this later (we all know this is not going to happen) carly...
carly: rochelle, can you do closing song. mom, closing prayer?
followed by a beautiful rendition of count your blessings (my favorite)
and a nice prayer by mom.
as you can tell--- they are sufficiently ridiculous. i love how even mom and dad participate in the sporadic laughter and even condone random comments.
but, what can i say? i love them.