1:30 in the morning
Me: Crap. I'm out of tampons.
Scott: So... you have nothing to... protect... yourself right now?
Me: Well, I have pads. Gross. I hate pads.
Scott: Are you going to go get some... stuff?
Me: Yeah, I guess. It's so embarrassing. I don't want to go to the store and buy just tampons!
Scott: Buy something else too.
Me: "Oh hey, I just really needed some orange juice at 1:30 in the morning and thought I'd pick up some feminine hygiene products too." I don't think they'll buy it.
Scott: Maybe so.
Me: That's why I always have you do it- because then the cashier just thinks your nice, but doesn't look at you and KNOW that you're bleeding right in front of him.
Scott: Gross.
Me: Sorry. Where are my shoes?
Scott: I'll go. ...
Me: Are you being serious?
Scott: Yeah, you're in bed. But you'll owe me big.
Me: Massage night! Or you can buy NBA 2012 for the Wii!
Scott: I think I deserve both.
My dad use to do that for us all the time...of course being a husband and a father of five girls he kind of couldn't escape it.
ReplyDeleteAlso your dad has done this many times for the girls in his life as well.
This won't be the last time for Scott. :)
That's my boy :)
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