This post comes to you from Ginny at Raising Little Heisler's and reminds me that my husband and I are going to have to get much more careful about what we say as the children get older!
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This summer we've had our share of broken bones. First, my son broke his wrist and then my husband broke his ankle in 6 places. He won't be able to walk for six weeks from the day of the break until he gets his walking boot. I was giving him a hard time about what a pain in the ass waiting on him hand and foot has been and this conversation followed:
Him: It wasn't that long ago that I was waiting on YOU with your busted knee.
Me: It has been almost five years AND you helped me bust my knee!
His mother: How did he help you bust your knee?
Hubby and I broke out into fits of laughter!
My 9yo: No really, how did you bust it?
Hubby: We'll tell you when you're older.
My 9yo: They did it having sex Gigi!
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That's a GREAT story! I had similar situation arise after a "furniture moving" injury (if you know what I mean.) Share your "unexplained injury" stories in the comments. If you have a story you would like to share on G-Spot, email me!
if you're gonna break something, it should be during sex. at least then you know it was worth it.
I've yet to have a sex injury. well, beyond rug burns or too much sex thighs (we all know about those). but a girl can only hope.
Posted by: andygirl | September 28, 2010 at 02:21 PM