Yesterday during supper I put on a bit of a show for my kids. We've been watching a lot of Jerry Lewis films as a family lately, and one of Lewis' shticks revolves around having difficulty eating. So I hammed it up a bit, demonstrating difficulty getting one particular piece of roasted zucchini into my mouth.
Even little Benny, at 18 months, found it hilarious and was positively enthralled - just check out the look on his face. On many levels I don't fully comprehend just how much my kids look up to me. Although it started out as an attempt at being funny for my family, this turned into an eye-opener for me.