The other day, my 4yo (Child C) coughed. She coughed right into the inside of her elbow. Eagerly looking for reassurance that she did the right thing, she tapped on my arm and said "Momma, look! I coughed into my elbow!" (Um, no there was nothing to see as evidence.) With a smile and a little pat on her back I replied, "Well, that's a great place to put a cough!" Inquisitively, she pulled back a little and furrowed her eyebrows. "Putacough? I don't know what a 'putacough' is, momma!"
I think I laughed for about two minutes before I could explain to her what I had really said.
Now it's a big joke. Today she sneezed into her elbow and we repeated the whole conversation with 'putasneeze', both of us giggled incessantly for quite a few moments.
Over the weekend, we were watching a college softball game. My oldest, Child A, plays softball and takes her game pretty seriously. She was really enjoying the game. When it was over, one of the kids asked who won. Hubby replied "LSU." I guess we either have a habit of running our words together (considering the conversations above with Child C) or our kids have a hard time keeping up with what we said because the child asked, "Who is Ella Shu?"
When the kids make me laugh, it motivates me. This blog post is part of Unexpected Bliss' Motivation Monday. What motivates you?