"MY LEGS ARE BROKE"

Kathi and I would always joke around with one another in the early years of our marriage. When ever I accused her of not having a sense of humor, she would say, "I married you!" If I ever asked for a glass of ice water she would say "Why can't you get it yourself?" I would reply "My legs are broke," Kathi would smile and when I least expected it, she'd ask me to get her something. When I looked at her curiously she'd say "My legs are broke". We continued this for years. A little while after the "I KILLED MISSY!" story, we had a funny experience. It was a late Saturday morning, the sun was out and the flowers were blooming. I had the sliding glass door open so that we could get some fresh spring air through the screen door. I sat down to watch the Cleveland Indians VS Oakland A's. We were stationed in California and the game started at 1:05 Cleveland time, so it was 10:05 California time. Missy and Tom Jr. had been sitting at the dining room table, coloring in their coloring books, for a while and Kathi was in the bedroom folding clothes and talking to her mother on the phone.. Kathi yelled from the bedroom "MISSY! GRANDMA WANTS TO TALK TO YOU ON THE PHONE", Missy jumped off her chair and immediately did a face plant on the dinning room floor. She began screaming "MY LEGS ARE BROKE!" and I busted up laughing because that's how she interpreted what Kathi and I have been telling each other for years. My legs are broke, means that my legs are asleep and they would not work. Kathi came out and started lecturing me again about laughing at our children when they got hurt. I said "Her legs are going to heal pretty quick, its not like they are really broke! But you know how it is with Moms and their children. Fathers are STUPID! Kathi said "Will you come over here and hug your daughter and let her know everything will be alright. I said "I can't, my legs are broke" That's when the fight started.