Last night I found myself enjoying dinner while two very rambunctious little boys, surprisingly not mine, were fighting over who got to drink the corn juice. Oh my sickness!! Who fights over drinking corn juice? You know when you have corn from a can and all the juice gets poured into the pan to cook it? Well these little boys were fighting over who got to drink that left over juice. I’ve never witnessed something so gag worthy while eating dinner. Yuck. I guess you need some background. We were invited over to dinner by a man in our ward, he’s a single dad and has the two rowdiest boys in church, they are eight and eleven years old, the majority of the evening was watching them beat the crap out of each other and kick one another in the junk. It was definitely cringe worthy to witness. Overall the evening was nice, the man in our ward is one of the nicest guys ever, and I felt a little sorry for him though having to deal with such rowdiness. Very interesting evening to say the least.
On another note Tom and I have been playing a lot of doctor lately. Not the kind your thinking, trust me. He’s been practicing for his spals (not sure on the spelling), I think it stand for student, patient, something, lab, or something. I know that was pathetic! Anyway, he has to do all the pre diagnosis stuff on a patient, and it takes like a half hour to work through and take all the different pulses and eye tests and check the nose and the mouth and the ears and a ton of other things. So I’ve had the joy of being his patient to practice on. I’m not a very patient person, so it’s been a little agonizing for him, I have a hard time holding still and I don’t like people, even my husband, looking up my nose or in my mouth or in my ears, it creeps me out. I’m hoping he does a good job on his test today, he looked so cute all dressed up with his lab coat. How strange to think he’ll really be a doctor someday.
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I love that you put "kick one another in the junk." I don't know why, but "junk" always makes me laugh. I am immature, I know. The corn juice is disgusting. I would have been gagging, I am right now. :)
It would be hard to be a patient for your husband. I think I would lose patience quickly as well. Some things are private. :)
Good Luck Tom!! I know you will do well. You do well in everything you do!!!
Yeah, that description of the boys was hilarious - beating the crap and the junk did it for me too - I was laughing pretty hard (mostly because I finally saw that the real Megan is still there, under all that spiritual growth and it made me smile).
Good luck to Thomas on his test today!
Corn juice -- ugh! The thought is so gross. I guess pea juice would be worse. but still.
Brave single dad to have people over. There would be no way I'd be attempting that.
Pea juice. That just sounds too horrible. The corn is pretty bad, too.
Very fun to seem so officially on the way to doctor dressed up in lab coat. Beautiful to think there's an end somewhere out there!
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