Have your kids ever caught you doing The Deed? Yes, I'm talking about THAT Deed.
One night, my 7-yr-old knocked at the door.
"Mommy? What are you doing?"
Crap. This child was supposed to be asleep.
What do you say in that situation? Do you give them the facts of life? Do you tell them that you were just wrestling? Giving back rubs?
The latter is what I settled on. Okay so maybe I'm a coward, but I believe in age-appropriate sex education, okay? And imo SEVEN is way too young to learn the mechanics of the birds and bees. Get off my case already! Oh... you weren't on my case? Well, just in case you were getting ready to get on my case, just don't even go there, kay? Are we understanding one another?
I'm glad we settled that little, uh... misunderstanding. Ahem.
Anyway.
Not too many mornings ago, the same 7-year old said to me, "Mommy, next time when you give daddy a back rub, could you be a little quieter?"
I'm starting to wonder if the cost of building a soundproof chamber in my bedroom would offset the therapy this child will probably need someday.
I hope you don't mind I love to read your blog...you are so funny! I laughed out loud at this particular blog. I think you handled it rather ell! And yes....the honeymooner lives! lol
ReplyDeleteOf course I don't mind, sara! The more the merrier. :D
ReplyDeleteAnd congratulations to you for being the ONLY person so far brave enough to comment on this, um, rather bold post.
Lisa, you're hilarious. And slightly naughty. Which I approve of.
ReplyDelete(Although I have to ask, how many members of your ward read this blog? Will they be able to look their Bishop in the eye this Sunday? I'm chuckling just thinking about it.)
I'm enjoying your blog so much, I've started considering doing my own. So how about doing a post about the benefits of blogging? Sell it to me, baby, 'cuz I bow before your blogging mastery.
It would add another excuse not to dust. :)
Hm. I didn't see the memo concerning "Now that you're a bishop you are not allowed to have a sex life."
ReplyDeleteI don't think any of my ward members know about this blog. I hope not - good grief - my gracious bishop's wife image will be shot full of holes!
Imagine having my ward members discover that I am not, in fact, PERFECT like they are!?
It's almost too shocking to think about.
Dianoia said, "I bow before your blogging mastery."
ReplyDeleteYou don't get out much, do you?
Thanks for the blog post idea... I'll have to work on my "why I blog Top Ten" list.
You are so bold! It's almost like you have been drinking fermented juice or something. Having a sex life is fine but Megan is right...keep it down in there!
ReplyDeleteNow your father knows!!!!
ReplyDeleteBut then there are your teen-age daughters that read this blog!
Yea, Bishop's still get to, and Mission Pres., and Temple workers. Isn't that wonderful?
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ReplyDeleteOh,my...so glad that wasn't me.
ReplyDeleteBok, it's good to know we're not the only ones who've had to come up with "creative answers" a time or two (LOL!).
ReplyDeleteWell said.
ReplyDeleteOkay, so - don't ask me why I was drawn to this post in particular!! (Maybe we are all a little curious about sex - I was under the impression you were going to talk about someone ELSE!!)
ReplyDeleteHowever - I'm sad no one told me this was allowed... We went without sex for almost two years while Joel was in the Bishopric!
;P
Oh... that explains why he always looked so grumpy up on the stand! I'll have to let the bishop know to put that on this Sunday's bishopric meeting agenda! HAAAAAA!
ReplyDeleteToo funny! I think Im cured of all the stress and anxiety Ive been carrying around! LOL! 7 yr olds say the best things!
ReplyDeleteSo i live in LDS campus housing nicked name "the baby factory!" where after 8pm it is "Quiet Hours"..... needless to say... its no where close to quiet and my seven year old is always saying, "Mom, they're (upstairs neighbors) jumping on their beds again" ... squeaky bead are the worse! LOL!
Totally laugh out loud hysterical. Thanks for sharing! : ) I mean that.
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