"Well, we'll be certain to listen to you. Tomorrow."
I have been berated for years by my friends to write down the insanity that is my life. In nine years I have yet to put pen to paper. Mostly because I have shit to do. I started this blog so my friends would shut up already. This is about my kids, my husband and only about my job if it is so hilarious I just can't help myself. I will try to avoid politics, but I'm not going to promise. Sometimes the stupidity of others simply requires ridicule. Well, welcome to my crazy little world!
Sunday, December 21, 2014
The Sun Will Come Out...
With much frustration, Dec declared that nobody EVER listens to him. Isa was less than reassuring.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
That's disappointing
I was explaining to the girls what a gynecologist does. I figured they would have to find out eventually, and that sort of appointment is the kind of thing you need to be prepared for mentally.
"We'll, in short, they are vagina doctors. Their job is to make sure that all of the female reproductive system is working properly. It's important to see them regularly because they can help catch all sorts of problems, including cancers."
My youngest had a question.
"Where do they look to see that stuff?"
"We'll honey, they are vagina doctors. They look in your vagina."
"Eewww! I was afraid of that, but was really hoping for mouth or ear or something."
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