Christmas with Ants in the Pants

Putting up Christmas decorations always brings back memories of past holidays and funny things that have happened over the years.

One especially funny, endearing moment involved the Younger Daughter on Christmas morning when she was 3 years old. She had opened the Ants in the Pants game and was eager to play so Older Daughter (5 years old) and I got down on the living floor with her and began popping plastic ants.

While OD and I were having pretty good luck sailing those pesky ants into the pants, YD was having a great deal of trouble. Ants were flying over her shoulder and hitting her in the face. It didn’t take long for her frustration level to hit an over-the-top high. All of a sudden, she swept her arm across the floor, sending the game pieces flying.

And she shouted, “Stupid a**hole ants!”

Then she realized she had cussed and would probably be in big trouble, so she looked at me, gasped in horror, jumped up and ran into the kitchen sobbing. At this point, OD and I were just plain stunned; we looked at each other and burst out laughing. We literally rolled on the floor with tears of laughter running down our faces.

Sometimes, even now, 28 years later, when something is very frustrating, one of us will shout, “Stupid a**hole ants!” and laugh. It always makes us feel better.

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4 Responses

  1. Got a flashback to a similar moment when we were really young, playing a game with cardboard coins involved with Dad. I was losing and frustrated when he won 10 cents from me. Flustered, I shouted, “Give me that damn bike!”, then about fainted with fear while you both hooted.

  2. Don’t remember…probably because it involved counting money. I still don’t handle money well – I still use the “D” word when looking at my checkbook. : )

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