Ever get clunked in the head ?




After working all night long at the hospital. I had finally fallen asleep around 10 am or so.
Boy, do I love sleep.
I was enjoying an awesome dream which constituted a beach with a mixed drink, when all of a sudden I feel this THUMP.
THUMP
THUMP THUMP
THUMP
On top of my head.
WTF I thought as I opened up my eyes.

Here was my little guy thumping me on top of my head with a tampon.
Yes, a fucking tampon.
Not a used one for that would just be fucking nasty.
No, this tampon evidently was a free sample that came in the mail.
Yay a Christmas present !!!

He swore it was a yo yo and was almost impossible to take it from him.
Ahhhhhh
The simple things sometimes aye ?


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6 comments:

John Sullivan said...

I told you on Facebook that it was OK that you mentioned that I was in the dream :)
Also your lucky to have kids that care about you enough to show you the LOVE, when I was little I showed my love and tried to get attention anyway possible consider it a Blessing it could of been a LOG of dog shit LOL :)
Now what
PS thanks for being such a great online friend I know we past a year maybe almost 2 but I do still think your DA BOMB

ReformingGeek said...

At least you weren't dreaming about being a fish. If that was bait....no telling where it's been.

Candice said...

Ah, was it those fucking ginormous Kotex free samples? I got those as well. They also sent a super absorbent over night diaper along with the telephone pole tampons.

Hopefully you were as lucky as I was.

Happy menstrating!

The Queen said...

So, just how good of a Mom are you.. did you let him take his new yo yo to Sunday school for show and tell, or did you break his little heart and take it away from him?

Organic Meatbag said...

Haaaaa! Hilarious... at least he didn't put a string of anal beads around your head...

Bejewell said...

Mine loves tampons. He finds them in my purse and takes them apart, usually singing some kind of song. He also enjoys sticking pads to himself; again, some singing is usually involved. Often about stickers.

Kids are weird.

 

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