|Wedded bliss (before kids!) a mere 16 years ago|
The other night Chad and I were laughing ourselves silly as we remembered this story from a couple years ago.
*Warning! It is not for the faint of heart! Or for those of you who might be embarrassed by the topic. It might also be considered too much information! Read at your own risk!*
One night a couple years ago, Chad and I put the kids to bed. Later we, ahem, were celebrating our marriage.
I guess we were 1) louder than we thought or 2) dumber than we thought and/or 3) forgot that we live in a small 1950s ranch. All of a sudden, Will pipes up from his room next to ours: ”What are you guys doing?”
Chad finally replied, “Uh…wrestling.”
I giggled. Chad giggled. A few seconds elapsed. We thought we were safe from Will’s prying inquiries.
But then Will asked, “Who’s winning?”
We froze again.
Then we giggled.
Chad finally answered, “Mommy’s winning.”
I kid you not, that satisfied Will’s curiosity and we didn’t hear anything more out of him! I think we stayed frozen for a few extra minutes to ensure we were in the clear, too.
Ah, the joys of marriage and parenthood!