Freaky Friday

Ed Sullivan. Hmm, the funny thing is, I don't even know who that is, what he does, or anything else. All I know is that anytime we hear the name Ed Sullivan, us Sorensen kids laugh so hard people wonder if we are falling apart into hysterics. The funny thing is how close to the truth they are. It also doesn't help that anytime we see a plastic bag blowing around the sky in the wind we all point at it, burst into tears and sing, "Ed Sullivaaaaaaaaan" at the same time. To us, hilarious, to onlookers, not so much because they crane their neck to the sky expecting to see something other than a piece of trash causing us to shriek in delight. After they roll their eyes, they quickly push their kids along saying, "No honey they are ok, some people are different. They can't control that." Why do we do this you ask?

I am sure you have noticed that my family brings destruction to things we are around. My mom bought us all kites for Easter and we were ecstatic. We went right out to the roof and tried to fly off. When that didn't work, we decided to actually fly them. After losing one, and getting two tangled so we had to cut them apart, we only had one left. We quickly discovered that when you pull the strings a certain way, it became a weapon of mass destruction as it would cut down out of the wind and nearly decapitate us. However, when you were the one in control it was hilarious to watch it fly down and punch someone in the Achilles tendon. After a thousand nose dives into the cement, it finally became demolished. We ran inside and tried to come up with new ideas to build a kite. In the movie The Halloween Tree, they used clothes and sticks to make a gigantic kite. After we sawed down two healthy branches of my moms baby trees, we hooked it to a carefully cut out piece of my church dress. What? It still had the tags on, therefore it was never to be worn by me. However I was very resourceful, I used the scraps for a party dress for our depressed guinea pig Cathy. May she rest in peace. Something about velvet makes it very hard to fly. So we all sat around, gazing out the window with the musical "Bye Bye Birdie" in the background. It was to the part where they start singing a song about the Ed Sullivan show and right when they sang "Ed Sullivannnnn" a plastic grocery bag floated by the window. We laughed uncontrollably and took the box full of grocery bags my mom had saved over the YEARS and launched them into the sky while singing "Ed Sullivannnnn." Now you can see why my mom would start yelling out of the kitchen window when she caught sight of this. She was yelling something about litter, hard months of saving, and crazy children before stomping out into the yard with a ball of yarn. Let me tell you, there is nothing prettier than the sight of a grocery bag in the sky being flown by a piece of yarn and five kids singing "Ed Sullivannnnnn."