Thanks for telling me my 25 week old fetus weighs about as much as an average rutabaga. She was once a kumquat, and now she's a rutabaga??!! Where do you come up with this stuff?? It was a much needed chuckle after a long, hard day.
PS: did you hear that? 25 freakin weeks!!! Ya baby!!!!
PPS: My mom just walked inside and literally said these exact words: "Does anyone know where my balls are?" to which her, my sister, and myself all started giggling. I'm still cracking up at it. We're so mature.
PPPS: Albert was talking to the fetus the other night, and whispered to her: "Please don't be a lesbian." I may or may not have cracked up really hard at that sentence too.
Edited to add: it's now a few hours later. Sitting on the couch, pouting, my mom said: "I lost my balls" in a sad, sad tone.
3 years ago
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OH ME OH MY! I can always count on you for a good laugh! Your writing is great and you family is AWESOME! Can't wait to see your baby girl! YOU BETTER HAVE HER BEFORE I HAVE MY BABY. Oh i guess though if we are at the same hospital that would be fun if we went together. BUT really I want you to go before me okay!! make sure your little one know that! :o)
To explain, the "balls" are my finnials(?) for my curtain rod. They are shaped like balls.
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