Caedmon and Marshall were having a good time watching you-tube vidoes when a thubba-thubba-thubba-thubba putted out from Caedmon's booty. "Whoa," he said without skipping a beat, "there's an airplane taking off out there."
I am not quite sure how the conversation came up, but I was discussing how my belly was scarred from having children. I showed Caedmon the stretch marks on my belly. He immediately changed the conversation to something about Jabba the Hut. "Caedmon," I said, "Did looking at my belly remind you of Jabba the Hut."
"Uh-huh," he giggled."
Great. I guess it's time to go back to Pilates.
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