Funny story…
I have a pretty quirky sense of humor. Ever since Tatum was a baby any time I’d see the slightest hint of a “Poop Face” on her I’d yell “not it!” On the illusion that maybe if I did that I wouldn’t actually have to be the one to change said poopie diaper. This would be followed by a chorus of family members calling “NOT IT!” while we all laughingly claimed that whoever said it last got diaper duty! Now it’s a full on family contest any time there’s a hint of poopage to not be “it”.
When Wyatt was born, Tatum started hilariously joining in the fun by screaming “NOT IT” the split-second someone else said it, and so the tradition continued.
Saturday night Wade, Tatum, Wyatt, and I are all seated at a little local fast food Hibachi place we all love (yes, you read that right. FAST… FOOD… HIBACHI! Cheap, genius, delicious.)
I catch a slight glimpse out of the corner of my eye of Baby Wyatt possibly straining a little bit, maybe turning a bit red in the face. I quickly speak up with my “Not it!” at the table followed shortly by Tatum’s bid to not be it. Right after that, clear as day, Baby Wyatt says….. “NOT IT” (Keep in mind Wyatt LOVES to jabber but doesn’t say much that you can tell what it is.) I about fell over laughing. It was seriously about as clear as he could say anything and the first time he’s strung two understandable words together!
This family. Never boring… 😂😂😂
PS- I know this post has nothing to do with tortilla chips as you might have thought from the title. It’s true though, there’s always room.