Well, I have pinpointed the exact age at which he stopped maturing: 2 years, 3 months & 15 days. How can make that call with such amazing precision? Let’s buy a ticket for the dinner theater at my house.
Rhett (2yrs., 3 months & 15 days old) is now playing the crowd for laughs at dinner. Last night he turned a spaghetti dinner into the world’s most immature stand-up comedy routine. He started with a crowd pleasing bodily noises review. He went on to delight with extra food mess reminiscent of Gallagher. But what had the room rolling on the floor with laughter was the very deliberate dipping of his meatballs in orange juice and V8 Fusion (blueberry/pomegranate).
He would pick up the meat, wave it wildly in the air, dip it in the chosen drink while yelling, “DIP!” and then pop it into his mouth. After each meatball received his little comedy routine, he would look up and scream, “MOMMY, MORE MEATBALLS PLEASE!” This went on for 15 minutes with a total of 6 meatballs participating in his act. His brothers were laughing so hard they couldn’t eat. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t enforce proper table etiquette. Blog-Stedman walked in from work in the middle of Rhett’s routine and immediately got caught up in the hilarity. The boy is funny. Very funny. And all the laughing only egged him on.
I feel good about him honing his comedy skills at such an early age. Hopefully all the practice will take his routine to an elevated level. A level that someday will land us all in the Principal’s office discussing Rhett and his role as class clown…Do you remember the guy in college that would eat ANYTHING for a laugh?
Well, I have pinpointed the exact age at which he stopped maturing: 2 years, 3 months & 15 days. How can make that call with such amazing precision? Let’s buy a ticket for the dinner theater at my house.
Rhett (2yrs., 3 months & 15 days old) is now playing the crowd for laughs at dinner. Last night he turned a spaghetti dinner into the world’s most immature stand-up comedy routine. He started with a crowd pleasing bodily noises review. He went on to delight with extra food mess reminiscent of Gallagher. But what had the room rolling on the floor with laughter was the very deliberate dipping of his meatballs in orange juice and V8 Fusion (blueberry/pomegranate).
He would pick up the meat, wave it wildly in the air, dip it in the chosen drink while yelling, “DIP!” and then pop it into his mouth. After each meatball received his little comedy routine, he would look up and scream, “MOMMY, MORE MEATBALLS PLEASE!” This went on for 15 minutes with a total of 6 meatballs participating in his act. His brothers were laughing so hard they couldn’t eat. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t enforce proper table etiquette. Blog-Stedman walked in from work in the middle of Rhett’s routine and immediately got caught up in the hilarity. The boy is funny. Very funny. And all the laughing only egged him on.
I feel good about him honing his comedy skills at such an early age. Hopefully all the practice will take his routine to an elevated level. A level that someday will land us all in the Principal’s office discussing Rhett and his role as class clown…
Well, I have pinpointed the exact age at which he stopped maturing: 2 years, 3 months & 15 days. How can make that call with such amazing precision? Let’s buy a ticket for the dinner theater at my house.
Rhett (2yrs., 3 months & 15 days old) is now playing the crowd for laughs at dinner. Last night he turned a spaghetti dinner into the world’s most immature stand-up comedy routine. He started with a crowd pleasing bodily noises review. He went on to delight with extra food mess reminiscent of Gallagher. But what had the room rolling on the floor with laughter was the very deliberate dipping of his meatballs in orange juice and V8 Fusion (blueberry/pomegranate).
He would pick up the meat, wave it wildly in the air, dip it in the chosen drink while yelling, “DIP!” and then pop it into his mouth. After each meatball received his little comedy routine, he would look up and scream, “MOMMY, MORE MEATBALLS PLEASE!” This went on for 15 minutes with a total of 6 meatballs participating in his act. His brothers were laughing so hard they couldn’t eat. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t enforce proper table etiquette. Blog-Stedman walked in from work in the middle of Rhett’s routine and immediately got caught up in the hilarity. The boy is funny. Very funny. And all the laughing only egged him on.
I feel good about him honing his comedy skills at such an early age. Hopefully all the practice will take his routine to an elevated level. A level that someday will land us all in the Principal’s office discussing Rhett and his role as class clown…
I agree…I just wish my G would ham it up and do some inappropriate table-manner meatball dipping. I’d gladly applaud as long as the last stop was her mouth.
It’s good to laugh. It’s great to laugh as a family.
As long as he is eating those meatballs – then let him dip!!!
I went to school with a guy who would eat cigarette butts for $5. People paid him, too. He would eat anything.
just seein’ his cute lil’ face in the pic made me smile. no doubt his comedy routine would totally have my rolling on the floor. 🙂 whatta little ham bone. My girls also think it is hilairous to entertain us all the time but meals seems the best. like a captive audience!!
he is A-dorable!!!
hugs, jenn
Ooooh, you should totally get those big plastic dropcloths and hold ’em up whenever he eats…just like at a Gallagher concert.
Weren’t we just talking about the third child doing “attention getting” things? Rhett cracks me up!!!
This is such a boy thing.
I would say he’s about covered all the basic food groups in one bite! Very impressive! (and very funny post!)
He really is using sentences now, isn’t he! Good grief, Rhett. That can’t be tasty. Ugh.
You can dream, right?
It takes a smart kid to be a funny kid. This was hilarious!