My son hid himself in the blankets of our bed yesterday. He shouted out, "Mom, Dad come I'm lost, come find me!" I whispered, "If I were a sibling I would pop him on the head and say, 'looks like I found you.' " My husband looked at me with puzzlement, " I wouldn't have done that. I don't think my siblings would have done that. What kind of family did you come from?" I gave him a deer in head lights stare-- hmmmm, I thought: a pack of hyenas, blame the brothers, lack of supervision in the home, is he serious, am I just cruel, what for the love is the right answer here? I never did answer the question. He could have been dead on fooling me. Or, he could be right, what kind of family did I come from? Or, worse, do I just have spontaneous evil that springs from the dark recesses of my heart?...........still waiting, guess I just don't have an answer.
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I have a girlfriend whose daughter would try to nurse her doll during Sacrament Mtg. She wasn't discreet, though, and would pull up her dress. Her dad asked if he could show her how to do it more privately. She yelled out in Sacrament Mtg. that he could NOT nurse her baby because of his hairy nipples. Nothing like a vivid picture of that right during the Sacrament.
oh...BTW this is really TMI...i could have done without that picture of my younger sis.