Weird memories

I was reading rubywisp's entries when she began talking about her kids not being safe to play around other children (go read it, it was too funny).

My mind, being the strange puddle it is, took this as a fishing opportunity to share my weirdness with you, hence the post.

Elder spawn is roughly 7 and we are at a community service office, where there is a large display of condoms that are free to any who want them (public service, you betcha).

Anyhow, she begins to explain to the other children who are there looking at the display what they are and why you should use them (okay, I admit it, it was damn funny).

Fast forward to Elder spawn being @ 15 and showing the 3 daughters (ages 8, 6, and 4 I think) that condoms come in colors and flavors and that they can make nifty ballons out of them. My living room is filled with purple (grape flavored), orange (yep, flavored) and red (cherry) *ballons* and the girls are thrilled, not only are the flavored, but they smell as well...

Fast forward again to last night -- spouse and I were at a friends house for RPGing when one swoops down and gathers the condom wrapper from the floor and goes on to explain how their new puppy likes to find the hidden stashes and chew open the wrappers so as to artistically drap the condoms around the house.

Ah children, furry or not, what would we do without them?

Weird memories

I was reading rubywisp's entries when she began talking about her kids not being safe to play around other children (go read it, it was too funny).

My mind, being the strange puddle it is, took this as a fishing opportunity to share my weirdness with you, hence the post.

Elder spawn is roughly 7 and we are at a community service office, where there is a large display of condoms that are free to any who want them (public service, you betcha).

Anyhow, she begins to explain to the other children who are there looking at the display what they are and why you should use them (okay, I admit it, it was damn funny).

Fast forward to Elder spawn being @ 15 and showing the 3 daughters (ages 8, 6, and 4 I think) that condoms come in colors and flavors and that they can make nifty ballons out of them. My living room is filled with purple (grape flavored), orange (yep, flavored) and red (cherry) *ballons* and the girls are thrilled, not only are the flavored, but they smell as well...

Fast forward again to last night -- spouse and I were at a friends house for RPGing when one swoops down and gathers the condom wrapper from the floor and goes on to explain how their new puppy likes to find the hidden stashes and chew open the wrappers so as to artistically drap the condoms around the house.

Ah children, furry or not, what would we do without them?