Last night had my Ab's hurting from laughing so hard. We went to some friends house for Taco's. Due to scheduling of these large pieces of floating steel attached to piers here, we decided to get together with some anonymous friends one last time. I say anonymous because they just knew I was going to blog about the night's dinner, um, er, night's conversation. Conversation about crap. No really, crap. It talking about crap offends or disgusts you please read no further. (I know Navy wives are all over this one) Now would we discuss crap with anyone off the street? No. Well not normally. These anonymous friends have been long time friends and we talk about all kinds of weird stuff. At the dinner table. I mean, how many people admit to grabbing their spouse by hand and walking them to the bathroom to show how it has made a complete circle around the toilet. Or piled so high it's coming out of the water...or so hard it's a 3 flusher. Really gross crap huh? I'd say so. Classy group of people we are, I tell ya. Thats about the extent of crap talk from this Navy Wife!
Then tonight our kids crap...I mean crack, us up. Kalee says the funniest things like "that's not necessary guys". Doesn't sound funny reading it... just imagine a 4 year old trying to pronounce necessary while missing 2 front teeth. While Kalee vacuumed her popcorn mess, Bear had his hands on his hips supervising. WOW! I'm reading a book "Man in the Mirror" and it talks about how men learn. Bear is no exception...he is fitting right into the puzzle of learning from his Daddy. This reading a Mommy book is weird....I'm so used to "Once upon a time" stories. Maybe by the time Kalee is outta college I will have it finished. Just as I'm hoping by the time Bear gets married he will be weaned....at least from my boob. It's almost time we start seeing other people, you know.
**NOTE-
I AM the Crunchiest Lactivist you will ever know...and I do believe in child led weaning...but please realize he will not leave the front pew open at his wedding to stop the ceremony and lay down for his "nu-nu" fix. For the record Kalee choose to wean at 33 months.
2 comments:
Your after dinner conversation sounds simular to our Sunday after church meals...but instead of walking to the bathroom...our friend walked to an open window to fart out it. Where do we find these people? LOL. (I think we attract them somehow. lol)
That's great!! I love how you KNEW every Navy wife was glued to your post. Haha. And yeah....I was full on eating while reading your post. ;-) Anyways. Have a good one!!
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