Our family finds it quite easy to see the funny side of life. It helps when Pudding and Cubby are frequently hilarious. My Facebook page features one of their gems almost every day, in fact, unless I manage to write them down, I forget half of the spectacular things they come out with . A little humour keeps us on an even keel, and encourages us to keep going on during tough times. But in our house, it has become even more than that.
The kids adore being silly, though strangely, Cubby hates to be called silly, and feels the need to assert that he is funny instead. They love it when we laugh, and once they find something that makes us giggle, they keep going with it. I’ve spent a lot of time with Pudding trying to get her to engage, so I love this role-reversal. It develops both her communication and social skills, and all I have to do is enjoy it.
What often happens, is that one of the kids will do something that makes us giggle, then the other will try it, and then they up the ante to get funnier and funnier. It turns into a kind of competition for our amusement. On these days, I’m so grateful that they are siblings. They can spur each other on in a way that we as parents could never do, and all we have to do is sit back and laugh.
I’m not doing a great job of explaining their interactions, so here is an example from this weekend to illustrate my point. Spectrummy Daddy had made a Tex-Mex feast for lunch. The kids were eating tortillas, and they thought their bite marks made interesting shapes.
Pudding: That’s a moon!
Cubby: That’s not a moon, it’s a circle.
Pudding: It’s not a circle, it’s a ‘O’.
Cubby: It’s not a ‘O” it’s a ‘J’.
Pudding: It’s Hello Kitty.
Cubby: It’s a kangaroo.
And just when you think the bite-shaped tortilla can’t become any more surreal…
Pudding: It’s a petrol station!
Where do you go from there? Well, if you’re Cubby, you take a small piece of the tortilla, place it on your knee, and say, “Mummy, I’ve got a band-aid on my boo-boo.”
Who could help but not laugh? This is a kind of family therapy, of the very best kind.
This post was written for S-O-S Best of the Best Edition 11.