CHRONICLING THE DAILY LIVES OF FOUR CUTE BOYS, THEIR FATHER, AND A MOTHER TRYING TO SURVIVE IT ALL WITH A LITTLE BIT OF SANITY LEFT.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

The French kiss

Friday when Jude came home from Vegas, we were in the car leaving the airport and we couldn't help ourselves...we kissed. Cullen and Ro were in the backseat. Not to be gross, but it was an adult kiss that maybe should have waited but we hadn't seen each other in four days. Nothing too passionate, but adult. Well Cullen was apparently looking and said "Ewww, gross. You two stop that." We immediately stopped and told him to quit looking and he better not try that with anyone. When asked why, I told him that is how you get pregnant; and he doesn't want any babies yet, right? He accepted that answer and we were on our way.
So Saturday we were driving to Hammond and it was just the boys and I. Cullen, out of the clear blue, busts up with, "Mom, if kids kiss like that, can kids get pregnant?" OMG! I didn't know what to say besides tell him the truth at that point. How long had he been thinking about this and who was he going to share this new info with?! I told him it was a joke and the joke was on him. He laughed. End of conversation.

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