My husband is an idiot but I still love him

I'm sitting here in the playroom checking out freezer meals and ingredients so I can make my commissary list and start some cooking this week, flyboy is the center of attention the same way a new toy on Christmas morning is. I am forgotten the way an old, over played toy is.

I'm ok with this. Very ok with it.

Well as I sit here behind the laptop the boys have calmed down and flyboy is going thru one of dash-1's favorite book about the human body and all that good science stuff, I overheard two disturbing things.

dash-1 "hmm, fat, what's fat?"

flyboy "that stuff in mommy's tummy."

No that would be your next son my dear. The fat is around back.

and then. dash-1 "what's a liver?"

flyboy "something you eat with faber beans and a nice Chianti."

You'll be shocked to know that I am usually the one who does story time around here. I think we can all agree that might be best.

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