My husband came from a family of twelve children and he had to do without a lot of things growing up that I always took for granted. He jokingly said that his mother would tie a string around a pork chop and each child had just a few seconds to gnaw on it before it got yanked away. Maybe that’s why he is such a big meat eater?
Can you imagine if there were no birth control? I just can’t imagine what it would be like to have so many children, all that noise and pooping going on. And then there’s the laundry, the cooking and cleaning. Oh Lord, that would drive me insane! That’s how I think the old lady in the shoe must have felt.
And now onto my contribution….
“SURPRISE I’M PREGNANT!!!”
“Geez, how do you tone down those three little words?”
“How do you tell a man you’re pregnant again after you’ve already had eleven of his children?”
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the stupidest of them all?”
“Uh that would be you, fertile Myrtle.”
“Maybe he won’t notice.”
“Well you are kinda fat.”
“Hey, don’t be so mean!”
“Maybe he won’t notice one more; you know what they say, cheaper by the dozen.”
“We’re gonna need a bigger shoe!”
“A high top would be nice.”
“Better make another appointment with Dr. Scholl’s.”
“I’ve got to quit talking to myself.”
Don't forget to stop by Jenny Matlock's blog (off on my tangent) and see what's going on with this week's Centus. You can get there by clicking on this link: http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/2011/08/saturday-centus-surprise-im-pregnant.html
Thanks for stopping by!~Ames