Fighting back the laughter / Dave Stevens (Dad) It seems like yesterday when I was pulling up to the front of SPM to pick up Ryan after school. Often times Ryan would ask if I could give friends (Pat, Greg, Dave, Casey, Steve, Jared, etc.) a ride home, back to our house, or to the Y, even though he knew I would do my best to embarass him along the way. Ryan would crank up the radio and I would mimic the rap songs, mix them together and throw in my own words. Ryan's friends would start laughing and Ryan would look at them and say, "Don't laugh!" Of course I wouldn't quit until Ryan finally broke down and joined in the laughter. It was fun to watch him trying to stay serious, holding back the laughter until it seemed like he would burst. Kelley also knows what I'm talking about, from the dates where I was chauffer.
Of course it was Ryan's turn at the supper table when we were trying to eat and find out how each other's day went. Ryan would start doing impressions of teachers and his favorite characters blurting out random stuff. It was now my turn to try and stay serious but Ryan too would eventually get me to laugh, usually while Sue, Jessica, or Cara were trying to find a way to catch the milk coming out of their noses. Simple memories like this bring a smile to my face even on the saddest of days.
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