I remember when my youngest sister Syd was really little, she could not say some words. A few sounded like curse words. Especially the word frog... She never really did the repeating thing, but I have heard plenty of kids saying things they shouldnt.
Today is Sandi's Birthday and we went out to Mama Rojas tonight for some yummy Mexican. There is never a time where I do not want Mexican food, and the sad thing is that I do not have access to my favorite Mexican restaurant Real Hacienda. Some may say that it is not authentic, but I do not care. I could eat Arroz Con Pollo all day every day. I would most likely die very young, but no need to think of that.
Dinner was hillarious. It was Sandi, Dad, Mollie, myself, and a couple of friends. The friends, who shall remain nameless, told a story that I am still laughing about.
The Tale of the Husband and Wife.
There once was a husband and wife. One morning Husband woke feeling odd. He spent the day moping around, and once his wife even found him sprawled across the floor as he was tired of not knowing what was wrong. The husband, a very athletic and energetic man, even took a nap this day. Throughout the day he just kept saying that he did not feel like himself. As the day came to a close, the husband told his wife he needed to soak in the bathtub. He felt that this was what he needed to feel better. As he bathed, the woman came into the bathroom to get ready for bed. When she walked by the tub, she glanced down at him and immediately started laughing. She had figured out what was wrong with her dearest husband. She had found that her hormone patch had somehow transfered to her husband, so the feelings he had throughout the day were that of hormone changes... He was, for a day, experiencing the hormones of a woman.
I died when they told me this. We had to be annoying people in the restaurant with our loud laughing. The Mrs. told the story and the Mr. just sat back and shook his head. It was so funny to watch their retelling of this story, and how funny she thought it was. She could not get over how he was reacting the whole day, and of course everything made sense when she saw the patch. She said that he would just mope around, and put his hands on his face saying he just was not himself. He was a good sport when she was telling us and even made jokes about his milk letting out. So funny.
We watched The Young Victoria tonight. I am so in love with this movie. If you have not seen it and you are female you should watch it now. If you are male you should also watch it and take notes...
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