The Pocket Rocker
For some reason or another, while sitting on the deck enjoying the beautiful day, Matt felt reminiscent. He started talking about how when he was a kid he had something called a Pocket Rocker.
At the time, he called it a pocket rocket.
This is when I started laughing uncontrollably.
The kids, catching on that Mom thought something was funny started dancing on the bench singing, “Pocket rocket, pocket rocket – yah!”
Let’s back up, shall we?
Take a look:
Apparently that’s how Matt learned the words to “Manic Monday.”
Now, I can assure you, Matt didn’t own a pocket rocket, nor does he today that I know of.
But the damage had been done and the kids were happily singing, “Pocket rocket!”
So this lead me to text my sister, Jessica and Jen. Because that’s what you do when your husband has an epic fail.
My sister immediately started texting lyrics to Manic Monday.
“I wish it were Sunday, ’cause that’s my fun day.”
“My I don’t have to run day.”
Then she said, “I like to listen to my music two songs at a time from my pocket. Oh yeah.”
Jen and Jess had similar reactions with the “OoooooooooooMG,” and “That’s awesome.”
Jen demanded a video.
That is the after effect.
Carly posted the original commercial (seen above) on my facebook page, which Matt smiled and nodded to the entire time because a.) he was right about there being such a thing as a pocket rocker (because there was some heavy doubt) and b.) they are incredible.
So. Now that you all think we’re dirty, dirty people, I’ll leave you with some cuteness: