For years my husband has been entertaining the kids with a magic trick involving two toothpicks. He makes one of the toothpicks jump up and even flip in the air, seemingly with the power of his mind. For as long as he’s been performing the trick, my sons have been begging him to teach them the secret. They finally figured it out for themselves and watching them learn how to do it was…magical.

My husband likes to refer to what I call “concentration tongue” as “genetic garbage”:

Not quite getting it…

Can you see what I mean in this next photograph?

Nope, still not getting it.

“I think I almost have it…”

This next picture had me laughing out loud…

“I think I got it…”

No caption needed!

“My turn!”

“Watch me one more time…”

This one made me laugh out loud too…

VICTORY