Frappaweiner

The last weeks of July proved to be busy for House Hardage. The boys went to visit their mother for a week then went directly to spend a week with my parents. We went to pick them up on a Saturday and they were all excited and ready to tell all their stories so the ride home was not quiet. We have certain stopping places along the way, where we always stop to stretch and get snacks, etc, but at Fort Smith I told Jim I really needed some sonic. So as we're wheeling into Sonic he says, "I'm waiting for the frap across the street.." and I nodded, it's a good coffee place, the Coffee Beanery. Now the children have not really been paying attention so when we cross the highway and turn into the shopping center...

Calvin, "What are we doing here.."
Jim, "I said I wasn't getting Sonic cause I want a frap.."

Jimmy is in his own world, slurping down his coke float, I am reading the sign and say "Ah yes...the Coffee Beanery.." Now, I am saying this as Jim is saying, "Frappa...cino.." So I'd guess it sounded something like Coffee-frappa-beanery-cino..to a child in the back who isn't really paying attention.

Calvin, "What's a frappaweiner?!!!"

Now at this point, Jimmy is snapped from his coke float reverie and bursts into raucus laughter. This is not your normal laughter. He is 14, JUST the right age to appreciate that someone just said "weiner". Jim and I are both giggling and Calvin is laughing and I say, "Did he just say..frappa..weiner?". Jim nods and Jimmy starts to laugh so hard that he can't breath. He snorts and gasps because, not only did someone say weiner AGAIN but.. I said it. Jana..Momma-J.. The Queen of No..the Homework Taskmaster...the woman who makes us turn off TV shows when they get raunchy...just said..WEINER.

Calvin, "What??? You said frappaweiner..."
Jim, "No I didn't.."

Jim and I are laughing too, pretty hard, and giving each other the our-kids-are-so-funny look..not because of the word so much as the sound of unabashed, unbridled laughter, so high pitched and unrestrained that Jimmy and Calvin both are gasping. It starts to settle down to mild giggles and Jimmy waits..then blurts out the word alone.. "Frappaweiner!" We grin a little and I remind him, because he does this a lot, "Son..you can over-do a punch line.."

Jim, "Yeah..you can over-use your...FRAPPAWEINER." Everyone busts up again, and I say, "Yes, knowing when to use your frappaweiner is important.." then Jim says something about proper frappawiener use and I know at least one of the boys strained something trying to control themselves. All in all this topic kept us amused for a good half hour then it finally died off only to be revived now and then along the way, to a lesser degree and I am certain that it will live a long, healthy life at House Hardage.