The reality is that there are plenty of times when we, as adults, need to get away from the kids in order to steal a few sobering moments to ourselves.
Suddenly all the corny nonsense you were forced to do for the sake of family unity has become a source of humiliation again.
The bizarre humor that rushes through my head is decades below my own age group and doesn't even need an audience to spring up.
Every family has their own language. It's made up of words or phrases that no one else would understand. Every person contributes. Every person speaks it.
"What time do you guys fight Santa?"
The days of, "there are no socks up here" quickly become "I'm going to a study group with friends" as they hit the teenage years.
They are stream of consciousness words. Most times, I don't even know what they are going to be until I say them.
Ugh! Why would you make him kiss me like that!?
I started to piece the puzzle together and that's when I learned that, as a dad, I was given pretty much free reign to be as dorky as I wanted.