The Besh Moments In Life

Friends know that Sara and I are fans of comedy. Probably more me than her, as I’ve no doubt dragged/forced her to watch things I think are funny, but for the most part are senses of humor line up. Personally, I like almost all comedy movies, musical comedies on Broadway, jokes, puns, half the editorial cartoons out there, Norm McDonald, Eddie Murphy’s singing career, and virtually all improv comedy. (But I’ve tried and cannot find The Family Circle funny, except when Billy is walking all over the neighborhood/house because that dotted line cracks me up–I mean, who leaves a dotted line?)

So that said, I probably need to compose a proactive apology to all of Besh’s school teachers because I know what they’re in for. (Actually, I may need to apologize to his current teachers, but so far so good.) Mostly because I still remember what I inflicted on my teachers. Hopefully they found some of it amusing–I know I found it all funny. And when Sara joins me in the jokes…well, Besh, sorry but you never had a chance.

Case in point: on Sunday we were meeting some friends at Maria’s Taco Xpress for some gospel brunch tacos (fun place, by the way). Besh had just bought some big boy tie-up shoes at the mall with his grandparents the night before. And he loves getting dressed up. So we had this conversation:

Besh: “I want to wear my work shirt.” (a button shirt with collar)

Me: “That’s okay, you can wear that.”

“And my tie-up shoes. And a tie.”

“Well, let’s wear your regular shoes. And you don’t need a tie.”

“But I want to wear a tie!”

“Besh, this isn’t really a tie place.”

Without missing a beat, Sara and I said the next line together.

“It’s a mexican restaurant.”

We cracked up. Besh gave us the ‘my parents are insane’ look (which I urge him to keep practicing).