- I'm getting my gall bladder out. I explained to the girls that it is being done 'by a robot' as the doctor will be in one corner of the room, and he will remotely control the scope going in through my belly button. (Crazy!)
But a few minutes into the conversation, one of the girls looked at me worriedly and said, "So, how does the robot get out of there after?"
- I got a summons for jury duty. I know!
After doing what I thought was a pretty good job of explaining it to them (including "and then you decide if someone is going to have to go to jail"), one of the girls looked at me worriedly and asked, "But, could you end up going to jail?"
- We were talking about a dog that got hit by a car in our neighbourhood.
DH: "I remember the woman was sitting there on the side of the road, with the dog's head in her lap, just crying..."
Pause as we all think of how sad that must've been.
K: "Wait a minute. The dog's HEAD in her lap?"
Me: "No, no...it was still attached to the dog."
And this last one was more about wanting the conversation to skip ahead a few grooves, so it would just end.
The subject of puberty came up during dinner the other night. After a lot of moaning and gagging and eye rolling, K and S beat a hasty retreat as soon as they could.
E, bless her heart, stuck around.
But after a few minutes, Pop launched into "Isn't it amazing, though, that you will be able to create a life inside your own body?"
She nodded half-heartedly, looked down into her folded arms, and did a long, slow, exhale.
It was truly a deep, cleansing breath. Like she was just steeling herself for the rest of the conversation.
But then we were laughing too hard at her reaction to continue.
