Just last week my son put an ice cube down the back of my pants. He worked incredibly hard to ensure he could sneak up on me and had my wife help him by distracting me during the prank. It was awesome!
I love my son’s sense of humor even though right now it isn’t much different than any other five year old boy. But this was the first time I can remember that he stepped away from funny sounding words and bathroom humor and crafted a plan to actually do something he decided was funny. What made it even cooler was that he’s never seen Stephanie or I put ice down anyone’s pants. He either heard other kids talking about this at school, saw it on TV, or he connected the dots himself and thought it would be funny to put something cold where it doesn’t usually belong. After asking him about it, it seems it’s the latter, and that makes me happy.
While I was busy, he went over to the freezer and grabbed a cube...
Then he walked up behind me with all the boldness of a veteran ice cuber...
And committed the act.
With a 43 year difference in our ages, I hope I never squelch his developing sense of humor and continue to enjoy watching my son’s young and strong mind figure out what’s funny to him, and what he hopes is funny to others around him. I’m sure there’ll be goofs and miscalculations along the way, but I think they’ll be worth it based on the great ice cube incident. I'm so proud of my little man. Oh, did I mention my wife was involved in this? It's okay; I’m all smiles!
It’s great to be a dad!