In my previous post I had mentioned that Brandon, Trenton and I had made the trip to the OB. What I didn't mention was that we waited in the waiting room for over 2 hours (after driving 2 hours) to see the doctor. My appointment time was 3:00. I didn't get back to the exam room until 5:10. As you can imagine T became very antsy as did Brandon. T was dancing around the waiting room doing what he does best (entertaining the ladies). When out of his mouth came the worst word I have ever heard any of my children say and in all places the OB office. I am reluctant to even share this part of the day--but Brandon insists that I must. T came out with a word that sounded much like a slang word used for a females private body part. You know the one. The terrible one ending in ssy. He shouted it. I know I turned 5 shades of red as I tried to quiet him down. B sitting nearby pretended not to know either of us. As though anyone would ever question T's relation to him. lol. Obviously this is not a word used in our home so I tried to make out what word he was trying to say. He kept repeating it over and over---louder and louder. I was mortified! Finally he said "Mama it's not a bad word Ms. Deanna said it at school today while we were playing train." I finally figured out that I think he was saying caboose but with an ey sound at the end. It was just coming out all wrong and of all places----at the OBGYN office. We finally were able to change the subject for a little while but he immediately said the word---LOUDLY as we entered the exam room. Oh how I would have loved to have not claimed him that day I was even tempted to tell the nurse he was a neighbor's kid but again--Brandon can't deny him. Oh well as usual T gave us a reason to laugh at an otherwise tense time. I thank God for my T daily--he keeps us all laughing all of the time.
"Even in laughter the heart may ache, and the end of joy may be grief."
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