Today’s blog is not for those with sensitive stomachs. Like me.
I don’t believe it. Jeannie and Frank are Lorrie’s biological parents. I was artificially inseminated with Mel’s donor’s sperm. Lex’s brother and a former one night stand of his are Eddie’s biological parents. So how is it, that each child, before they were two years old, reached into their diapers and announced, “Choclit, Mama!”
I ran so fast to catch Eddie before he did something awful with his ‘choclit’ that I my foot skidded on a Weeble. Weebles may not fall down, but mother’s do. Eddie stopped in mid smear to watch “funny Mama’. Lex heard me holler and came running into the room to find Eddie happily smearing his ‘choclit’ on his crib rails and stinking to high heaven, and me with one leg bent under me and the rest of me sprawled all over the floor.
It took Lex half an hour to clean Eddie and his mess up. I’ll be on crutches for the next six weeks.
One of these days, we’re going to have a long talk with that boy.