As the boys get bigger, one of the fun observations I make is their maturing sense of humor.  And by "maturing", I mean totally immature.  We are talking about boys, after all.

I’ve written before about my boys’ poultry-based curse.  To recap, they were watching an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and heard Goofy ask Mickey "Guess What?  Chicken Butt!"  Since that day, they took this up as their profanity of choice.  They even shortened it to "Chicken!" in an effort to avoid getting in trouble.

They’ve also become quite taken with scatological humor.  Anything relating to the passing of gas or "going number two" are the height of hilarity.  If you can manage to actually let one fly, well then you’re just a comedy genius!  JSL still quotes Fozzie’s "fart shoes" line from The Muppets.  Complete with whoopee cushion sounds.

At this point, I’m not sure if their humor will get more refined as they grow up or if they’ll discover new depths of potty humor.  Who am I kidding?  They’re boys.  I’d better brace for the latter.  Anyone know where you can buy a gas mask?

Disclaimer: The "gas mask" image is from OpenClipArt.org.

Often times, when we’re talking to NHL, we’ll call him “Noodle Nose.”  Many people might think that this is a weird name to call your kid, but there’s really a funny story behind it.

When NHL was almost a year old, we went to a local Italian restaurant for my birthday.  NHL was starting to eat solid foods, so we gave him some of our pasta to try.  He, of course, loved it.

All during the dinner, NHL kept sneezing.  At first, we thought that something was bothering him in the restaurant.  B and her mother can be sensitive to perfumes and other fragrances.  Perhaps, we thought, someone at a nearby table has perfume on that is bothering his nose.  The only problem with this theory, though, was that we couldn’t smell anything.

As the dinner, wound to a close, NHL let out a tremendous sneeze and something flew from his nose.  Something that solved the meal-time sneezing mystery.  It was one of my fettuccine noodles.  Apparently, when he was eating them, a piece of one worked its way from his mouth/throat to his nasal passage.  There it lodged.  As with any nasal intruder, his body tried expelling it via sneezes until it successfully launched that noodle clear across the table.

From that day on he has been known as Noodle Nose NHL!

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Ok, breaking the “Wordless Wednesday” rules here, but look closely at what that boy is doing.  He’s got a chicken by the neck and is… um… I mean he’s looking at this girl and… um… Maybe we should just move on.  (Ow, B!  Quit jabbing my arm!!)

It all begain rather innocently. WhyIsDaddyCrying challenged a dad in attendence at BlogHer to stand up at one of the sessions and ask: “Why is Daddy Crying?” I accepted but soon realized I wouldn’t have the chutzpah to pull it off. Then I saw the speech balloon center. This was an area where passing bloggers could stop and write down some sayings be they funny, inspirational or just shout-outs to their friends. I took a pen and wrote:

Later, I decided to see what else was written. Here’s just a small sampling, categorized for your convinience.

In the “Escapee From Sesame Street” category:

This one was written by Count Von Count, I believe. He must have wandered off of Sesame Street while counting the street numbers. “5th Avenue! 6th Avenue! 7th Avenue! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH!” This also explains the lightning that came out of nowhere during BlogHer.

In the TMI category:

Somewhere, marketing experts are now calling going commando the new “in thing” among Mommy Bloggers.

In the “Suuuure you’re not” category (also the “Why didn’t I think of that excuse” category):

In the “What happens at BlogHer, stays at BlogHer” category:

In the “Wait… What was I talking about?” category:

In the “Guy Amongst Women” category:

In the “Should I feel bad that I wasn’t” category:

In the “Compliments will get you everywhere” and “Does this count as being propositioned?” categories:

In the “Uses both hands sounds slightly dirty” category:

In the “010000010110111001110011011101110110010101110010001000000110100101110011001000000011010000110010″ category:

In the “Suuure, it was!” category:

In the “What’s the male version of ‘hoochie’?” category:

In the “No Sleep At BlogHer” category:

In the “I’m Drama-Challenged” category:

In the “Dirty BlogHer Limerick” category:

… Who went to BlogHer with a bucket. He filled it with swag, tossed it all in a bag, and… shipped it back home to Nantucket! What? Think you can do better? Leave a comment with your BlogHer Limerick!

While no the way to Buffalo (more on that later), NHL and JSL were excited to see cows out of their window as we passed a few farms.  NHL pointed and excitedly exclaimed: "Look! A gang of cows!"  B and I chuckled as we started discussing the existence of the Udders and Moos.  Do cow gangs roam the countryside terrorizing farms?  I knew farm life was difficult, but never knew how bad it was.

Of course, then I realized an even more horrible truth.  You might remember my Dear Kid Saturday post a month ago about how NHL declared he was a "Selective Vegetarian."  He was only going to eat animals that he didn’t like and he liked cows.  Is he, by refusing to eat potential cow gang members, supporting farm animal hoodlums?

Please, NHL, won’t you eat this burger so a farmer won’t have to live his life in fear of drive-by milk attacks?