Tuesday, April 3, 2007

The Art of Miscommunication!

"Hold it 'till you feel it rumblin'!"

This was the phrase my three-year-old ran down the hall shouting. Now, it may seem totally harmless if it wasn't for the surrounding circumstances....

My children were running shirtless up and down the hall, Superman tattoos in the middle of their chests, their screams and shouts the sounds of everyday excitement. Then I heard a sound out of the ordinary.

"Did someone toot?" I asked.

"It was me," says my first-born, starting to laugh and giggle. I just rolled my eyes at the display of a very male sense of humour.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

"Nope," he replied and flew off down the hall.

My three year old followed close on his heels and without missing a beat shouted, "You gotta hold it till you feel it rumblin'!"

My jaw fell open and I started to laugh.....and laugh and laugh. Had he just said what I thought he said? "Honey, what did you say?"

He stops and looks at me strangely. "I sa-id, you gotta hold it till it's rumblin'."



By this time both my husband and I have tears in our eyes and can barely manage to control the laughter. Where did he think up that word? I wonder.

"You put your arms up," he continues, "like this....and when you feel it rumblin', you throw it off."

Then it dawned on me. He was talking about a Superman computer game where Superman catches falling objects and throws them away! Ahhh.

There's nothing like a little miscommunication!


Anonymous said...

That is so funny. That sure sounds like guy humor. LOL

Shauna said...

Oh, it is guy humour. The odd thing is, living in a house with all guys, I'm beginning to find some of it amusing, too! Ahhh! I think I'm in desperate need of shoe-shopping. There's nothing more girly than looking at cute, heeled sandals. :-)