Tuesday, August 18, 2009

I like it for fashion because the rock loves dysfunction

Last week I took my kids shopping for school clothes before they moved. Togers spent the day helping his mom load the moving van, so I started shopping with Tortellini and Mr M with the plan that she'd drop Togers off at a certain store. We finished there before she got there, so we went to a few nearby stores while we waited, including the one where Mr M picked out his new SpongeBob Boxers.

Later, when we were completely done shopping and were driving to meet their mom I realized that I'd forgotten to get new underwear for Togers.

Me: Oh no! I meant to get you some underwear, but I thought I should wait because I didn't know what kind you prefer.

Togers: Boxer briefs.

Tortellini: Actually, Dad, he goes commando.

Me: [Tortellini]! That is your brother's junk you're talking about.

Tortellini: EEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!

Me: What? You're the one that brought it up.

Tortellini: Well you're the one that had to go and make me visualize it.

Maybe they're not going to miss me that much after all.

5 comments:

Heff said...

Pretty vile, I must admit.

kmwthay said...

Poor Tortellini. She may be scarred for life. :(

Boxer said...

yes, they miss you.

but that's just WRONG.

:-)

2 Dollar Productions said...

I like the term junk. Not necessarily when talking with small children, but . . . Ha.

Amber said...

just add that to the list of things they'll need therapy for LOL