December 19, 2003
Making Candles
I got an interesting story from Amanda last night while driving home. It seems Harrison discovered earwax a couple days ago. He woke up and went running to her with a grievous complaint, "Mommmmm, Giselle put something in my EAR when I was ASLEEP!" as he held up an orangey, wax-globbed finger. "She put PAINT in my ear!" Amanda tried to explain, "No honey, that's..." But he would have none of it, "She DID it when I was ASLEEP!" And then as she worked on extracting from his other ear, "She put it it my OTHER ear TOO????" I just about beat my head against the steering wheel from laughter, and Giselle was in the back seat protesting between giggles, "I did NOT do that Harrison! I did NOT!" while he stared accusingly at her. Woo! We've got to keep up maintenance on that boy or he's liable to exact revenge some brooding night.
But hey, I know how it is. One day you're reaming your ears with Q-Tips and the coast is all clear, and then suddenly inside of 24 hours, it's like some reclusive ear-gopher wakes up and starts goosh-kicking a wax mound out the hole. And next thing you know as you're sitting at a traffic light, you suddenly feel the tentative nudgings of your loving wife's finger as she begins excorticating your earhole flapjacks. Yikes. Tantalizing, yet creepy and embarrassing all at the same time. "Hey Bob, check it out. That guy's wife is picking the crumbs out of his ears. Bwahahaha...I mean, on second thought, I think I'm gonna puke...hurrrggghhh..."
Posted by Jeremy at December 19, 2003 5:18 AM