"Honey, I think I'm pregnant."
I have always wanted to say that to him.
You know when you are all caught up in the love of being together and plannin' your future with the one....children are gonna happen. To raise one our own would have been a real trip...but with all that happened with his daughter....his heart was broken.... and the turmoil of my daughters, we just gave up on the idea.
But we practiced makin' one anyway...a lot!!
So the other day when I said told him what I thought about being pregnant, he just smirked and rolled his eyes!
I should rename my blog to " And He Rolled His Eyes!"
He does it so much.
And another thing, would you roll your eyes and smirk if you knew that there was no way you could possible be the father of your wife's baby if you had a vasectomy in 1983????
Smirkin' would be the last thing you did.....well, you might smirk after you bludgeoned her death with the toothbrush you were holdin'!
"What makes you think that?"
And he rolls his eyes again.....it's really a pain in the ass...all that eye rollin'!
"Well, you could be menopausal."
Now isn't he just "Little Mary Sunshine"!?!
"Now how could I be menopausal??? I'm only 35!!"
He just smirked that time!