When I sat down to breakfast the other morning, my two kids already at the table, giggling and tucking their chins back against their necks.
“Okay,” I said, scooping up a spoonful of Peanut Butter Crunch, “I give. What are you guys doing?”
“Having a double chin contest,” my oldest son said, keeping his head tilted forward so his chin touched his neck. “Seeing who can have the most chins. Who has more?”
“I… uh… I don’t know,” I said, looking back and forth between them.
“It doesn’t matter,” his little brother said to me. “You win.”
Then both of them exploded with laughter.
Lacking any witty comeback, I flung the cereal in my spoon at him.
Unfortunately, that just made them laugh harder.