As part of our bedtime routine, I always pray with the boys and then tell a funny story that I make up on the fly. Sometimes though, actually a little too often (maybe a couple times a week), my story is too funny. When one of my stories is too funny, Jude laughs hysterically, often gets the hiccups and then throws up a bit. Last night that happened. But, thankfully, Jude had just eaten a bedtime snack of peanuts. He said, “At least my throw up had nuts in it so it didn’t taste too bad.” So, as my brother Mike would say, I should be funny, but not “ha ha funny.”