The other night, after I put the kids in the bath tub, I decided to hop on line and catch up on some blogs. I’m normally not on the computer except in the mornings, (to write reports and post), and after the kids are in bed, (to read blogs) so this was a rare treat. As I was reading the delightful stories spread through out the internet like warm honey sliding down the side of a bowl, I suddenly heard screams of torment from the bathroom. I did not despair, as is one of the perks of Jeff being home, I thought he’ll get it, and read on. A few minutes later, Jeff appears in the office door way snickering. It would seem that Jack is ready to get out of the bath tub, and Jeff will not do. “He says he wants mommy to get off her business and come get him out.”
Ever since then Jeff has taken to referring to my ass, as well, my businass. The comments range from, wanting to see the businass end of me, to things like, he’d like to do businass with that. I’m just glad I could be here to provide the entertainment, buisnass and all.
posted by Erika at @ 2:57 pm | 12 Comments