Open Auditions for the Nutcracker
The following occurred shortly after I bought my son a jump rope for grownups.
David: I just wanted to let you know that it hurts when you hit yourself in the testicles with a jumprope.
Me (after noting that he was upright, not crying, etc.): That makes me glad I don't have testicles. But I did go through childbirth twice without drugs.
David: At this moment, I feel for you. I really mean that.
Me: But you're OK?
David (in extreme falsetto): Oh, yes, I'm OK. [Dances about, holds hand out toward me.] Come to me, my queen!
David: I just wanted to let you know that it hurts when you hit yourself in the testicles with a jumprope.
Me (after noting that he was upright, not crying, etc.): That makes me glad I don't have testicles. But I did go through childbirth twice without drugs.
David: At this moment, I feel for you. I really mean that.
Me: But you're OK?
David (in extreme falsetto): Oh, yes, I'm OK. [Dances about, holds hand out toward me.] Come to me, my queen!
posted by Dr. Beads at
6:03 PM
1 Comments:
Haha. I wish my cat were as interesting as your son. :)
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Jen(n), at 7:55 PM
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