The Hubby and I have some hard financial decisions to make. We need a new
Frankly, the only way this is going to happen for us is either we wait a year so that we aren't paying tuition for two little boys or the Hubby (or I) gets another job. So we are discussing this rather grim topic on the way home from the dealerships and I point out that the entire reason I'm staying home is so we don't have to pay for childcare and extra wear and tear on an already old vehicle.
Hubby: "Well, I guess I could get a weekend job."
Me: "But then you'll never see the kids--or me for that matter!"
Hubby: "Well I guess I could sell my sperm."
Me: "Really? Who'd buy that?" *snicker, snicker*
Hubby: "Heeey!"
Me: "Yeah, I guess you could show pictures of our three beautiful children. Like, SEE--you too could have children this beautiful if you use my sperm!"
Hubby: "Yeah, I do make pretty kids. And besides I'm a GENIUS! Everybody wants a piece of that."
Me: *choke, cough, sputter* "A GENIUS? Really?"
Hubby: "Yeah! My mom says I'm a genius and that I'm awesome. My mom loves me."
Me: *laughing so hard I'm crying* "Yeah 'cause that's not a creepy ad slogan. Use my sperm because my mom loves me and says I'm a genius!"
Hubby: "Don't forget awesome...."
And I'm gonna leave you today with Dictionary Time with Hubby. The word for today is couture.
Hubby: Couture is French for pretentious douche, right?
Thank you!

**This post was inspired by Mama Kat's--PRETTY MUCH WORLD FAMOUS--writer's workshop.
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