Recently, DH and I were watching the movie Talladega Nights. There is a scene early in the movie where Will Ferrell's character has won a car race and is conducting his first television interview. He does terribly - he doesn't speak into the mic, he stares directly into the camera and he moves his hands awkwardly about his face as he says 'I don't know what to do with my hands.' throughout the interview. DH finds this hilariously funny and the following conversation ensues:
Me: (with visions of missing children on milk cartons in my head) Those kids on the refrigerator?
DH: Yeah, those kids in the pictures on our refrigerator.
I'll interject a bit of background here - during a more organized phase of my life I put pictures of each of my nephews and each of my cousin's children in magnetic frames on my refrigerator.
Me: (cracking up!) Do you mean my cousin's kids?
DH: Yes.
Me: (still cracking up!) How is this like my cousin's kids?
DH: They just don't seem to know what to do with their hands when they're talking.
- I have never witnessed any of my cousin's children doing anything odd with their hands when they're talking - but you can bet I'll pay closer attention the next time I see them!
- DH has just referred to my cousin's children as 'the refrigerator kids' - He can't come up with one of their names - or even one of my cousins names! Now I assure you, DH knows each of their names (kids and cousins) but I am not surprised at all that he was unable to recall them without seeing their faces.
- I thought DH was referring to missing children. Do you remember when they used to put pictures of missing children on milk cartons? I don't think they do that anymore - at least not on soy milk cartons.
- I think there is a good chance that my cousin's kids are actually using their hands to help convey the message they are trying to communicate - something I do all of the time - and DH is interpreting this as them not knowing what to do with their hands. I can only imagine what he thinks when he watches me talk!
Oh, you've gotta love him. DH is one in a million but he will never be good with names. I guess I'll just be glad that he remembers MY name consistently and try not get too worked up about anything else.
So without further ado...
The Refrigerator Kids!
I know - ridiculously outdated - it's a bit like a time capsule don't you think?
2 comments:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Love this post, so hysterical!
I am mortified by the nearly 5 years outdated photos of the kids! I will be sending you new ones pronto!
The refrigerator kids...I have a feeling that is really going to catch on and take off in this family...kinda like the "family fart party" did after my DH coined that...ahhh these DH's we married, they are good for something. :)
hahahaha! I wonder if he's talking about John. John often holds his hands in an (what looks to me) an awkward way when he's being emphatic. But he's really just so excited about what he's saying that he's spreading his fingers apart as far as he can. Hahahaha! It sounds like something I would say too. I can never remember names. :)
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