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From the mouths of babes....

I was in the car today with my three kids, ages 3, 8 and 10. The three year old announced that his "penis hurts...and it's getting bigger!" He wanted me to help it. "No-can-do, Buddy...that's illegal, even in Georgia. Just give it time, leave it alone and it will go down on its own."

About 10 minutes later one of my daughters exclaimed, "Oh NOOO!!!" Naturally interested, I asked what was wrong.

She said, "I lost a fart!" When I asked her what the hell she meant by that, she said that she "...pooted, but it turned into a bubble and went up the front and didn't come back out."

So if any of y'all want to know why I have a cocktail every night at five SHARP, now you know.

Comments

Shaeny said…
Aren't kids great?

I've missed your wacky wit. Where have you been?
10:43 AM
67 Not Out said…
Arrived here via fuelmyblog - thanks for the smile!

Happy days, I remember when my children were small and some of the comments they made.

Keep smiling,
Mike
11:15 AM
Bex said…
Hey, Shaeny! Been workin' for da man, trying to make a buck. You know how it is....

Mike-thanks!! I've stopped checking where my readers drop in from but not many have come from fuelmyblog. Glad to hear it!

The party continued this morning when I asked my little guy why he peed in his bed last night. He answered, "Cuz my penis is being really bad today." What the hell do you say to that?!
2:21 PM
leigh said…
omg! you blogged! awesome.
6:09 PM
kc said…
More kid stories, please! I know you probably have more material than time, but...my fav blogs are getting few & far between.
7:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Bex where have you been, i hope everyting is ok.
3:48 PM
adventure grrl said…
I just saw a sweet comment from you on my blog and I wanted to let you know I am back to blogging on 100 days in Bed. I hope you are great!

PS, your blog looks fabulous!
5:58 PM
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