Mom Wha's On Yur Mouf?

Last night at the dinner table Sheriff and Wannabe were rating in order who they thought the funniest family members were.  Sheriff told Wannabe that Wannabe was top on his list as the funniest in the family but interestingly enough mom and dad did not even qualify to get on his list as being funny.  I guess that makes sense because as you get older your parents just aren't funny... they are annoying and let's face it... dad's teasing makes dad laugh, kids cry and mom mad.  As for me... very few people have EVER found me funny.  

That's not entirely true.  I am not the ORIGIN of humor... I am the OBJECT of humor or the target so to speak.  When growing up my siblings who ARE funny by nature would target me for their antics, jokes etc. and I was fair game.  I was and still am very gullible which is fodder for many a joke.  I also don't understand many jokes which keeps the laughter going when a joke is told and my blank stare and two minutes later I say "I don't get it" has everyone busting up all over again.  The only person who has ever told me they thought me funny was a mission companion named Tania Rands.  It was so nice to actually have one person tell me "you are sooo funny Sister Holt".  Then I got home from my mission and I would try to tell a joke to my family and it would fall flat and my sister (Sheri) would say to me "I bet Sister Rands would have laughed at that." haha very funny.

So I was actually pleased when Wannabe rated me higher than dad saying "I think mom is funnier than dad".  This inspired me to try and get a laugh out of my boys at the dinner table.  We were eating fish sticks, fries and salad which included ketchup and ranch dressing.  Each time I took a bite I dabbed either ketchup or ranch on my lips.  I wanted to see if I could get a smile out of one of the boys or how long it would take one of them to say something.  (keep in mind Smiley was NOT at the table at this point... he was in time out having hurt one of his brothers during the hand-washing process).  I keep adding to my lips all the while keeping up conversation and three boys are looking at me frequently- not a smile crosses their lips or a word about what is on my mouth.  This is what I looked like when Smiley came to dinner from time out....

As soon as Smiley (who is 3 years old) sat down he said "Mom, wha's on yur mouf?" at which point I do the whole routine of "is there something on my mouth?" etc. etc.  The older boys even admitted that they saw it but chose not to say anything because they didn't want to.

But seriously!!!  It was on my face for a good 5 minutes! not a smile... nothing! 

I bet Sister Rands would have laughed at that.