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Families – Funny Stories to Make You Laugh

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Sometimes family members say or do the funniest things – things that make us groan and cringe, things that make us cry and laugh, things that make us know why we love them!!  Here are a few short funny stories from Reader’s Digest:

For the second week in a row, my son and I were the only ones who showed up for his soccer team’s practice. Frustrated, I told him, “Please tell your coach that we keep coming for practice but no one is ever here.”

My son rolled his eyes and said, “He’ll just tell me the same thing he did before.”

“Which was?”

“That practice is now on Wednesdays, not Tuesdays.”

It was a typical noisy dinner at my parents’ home, and Dad was having trouble following the conversations. He kept jumping in with off-topic comments and asking for things to be repeated. I finally told him he needed to get a hearing aid.

Looking at me as if I were crazy, he said, “What would I do with a hand grenade?”

A book I’d ordered arrived in the mail. I unwrapped it and flipped through its pages. My 21-year-old son, Sean, was at the other end of the table, gesturing as if he wanted to see the book. I started to hand it to him, when he stopped me.

“No, I’ll take the trash,” Sean said. “What would I do with a book?”

Herein lies the difference in my kids’ personalities: My teenage son bought me a beautiful necklace; my daughter called dibs on it when I die.

My mother and father were driving when she was pulled over by the police. Mom was in a hurry and told the officer so.

“I understand, ma’am,” he said. “But I have to ticket anyone over 55.”

Mom was beside herself. “That’s discrimination!” she shouted.

The officer calmly explained, “I meant the speed limit.”

I walked into our family room just in time to see our kitten standing on a side table, sniffing my husband’s wineglass. “Get down!” I yelled.

As she jumped away, I turned to my husband and son: “I’ve never seen her do that.”

My son shrugged. “Really? We watch her drink out of your glass all the time.”

“So I understand how a baby can look like its mother,” my nine-year-old son told the school nurse. “But how can it look like its father?”

Unsure how much he knew about where babies come from, she deflected. “That’s a good question,” she said. “So, who do you look like?”

“My uncle.”

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