By Lori
A conversation in my car this evening:
Emma: Are we going to get pizza now?
Me: No, we have to go to Walgreens first. I need to pick up some medicine.
Emma: Are you a little bit sick?
Me: No, it's medicine to keep me from getting sick.
Adam: (sotto voice) What is it?
Me: (sv) It's my Pills.
Adam: (sv) Why don't you tell her they're medicine to keep you from having another baby?
Me: (sv) Because birth control isn't a conversation I want to have with my two-and-a-half-year-old. Besides, they DO keep me from getting sick. Morning sickness.
Adam: Harumph.
Me: (sv) Can't you imagine her saying, "My mommy takes pills so she doesn't have another baby" to everyone we see?
Adam: (sv) Yeah.
Me: See?
Even so, if she'd have asked him instead of me, he'd have told her.
yah ur probably right
Posted by: Google | November 08, 2004 at 02:04 PM