“Mercy, Aaron, do you remember what tomorrow is?”
“No, Mommy! What?!?!”
“Tomorrow is the big GIANT PARTY mommy has been planning. Are you so excited about the GIANT PARTY?”
Aaron stops and looks at me with big eyes and then breaks into a full speed run through our apartment shouting as loudly as he can:
“THE VAGINA PARTY!!! THE VAGINA PARTY!!! YAAAAAAY!!! IT’S THE VAGINA PARTY!!!”
What happened, did Eve Ensler join the Harvest Carnival planning committee or something?
You are going to get some strange traffic on the blog for this post.
Uh oh. I totally didn’t think about that. Hmmm….
that is flipping hilarious. Only our own children can come up with stuff like that! Too bad you didn’t have a video camera running at the time!
LollolOLoLollolollO!!!!!
Oh, Jeez, Can’t catch my breath from laughing, good thing typing doesn’t involve controlled breathing. (wiping tear from corner of eye).
I hope it was as fun as he thought it would be 😉
Yeah, and what exactly could he POSSIBLY have been imagining. Don’t really want to think too much about that.. 🙂