This is What Happens After 18 Years of Being Married With Children.

Him: I need to go potty reaaaally bad.
Me: Okay, but hurry up! I need you to help me with the laundry.
Him: Hey! When you tell me you have to go potty, do I tell you to hurry up?
Me: Sometimes you do!
Him: No, I never do. I let you go potty in peace. Can you show me the same respect?
(Yes. He used the word “respect” in the same sentence that he used the word “potty” in referring to himself and NOT a 4 year old. And, he said it in a Very Serious Tone. Because, apparently, being asked to rush The Potty IS Seriously Offensive)

15 thoughts on “This is What Happens After 18 Years of Being Married With Children.”

mandy February 7, 2009 at 7:26 pm

This is so funny, and so true. Our lingo reflects the little people we spend so much time with, doncha think? I have to correct myself before I ask someone in public where the potty is. I have to really process the thought to get to ‘restroom’..my brain has to retrieve the actual term from the abyss my mind has evaporated into.

AA February 7, 2009 at 7:50 pm

My dad used to go hide out in the “potty” for hours at a time.

Kimberly February 8, 2009 at 6:47 am

Hahahah it is a serious offense in this house too. But it always seems that “going to the potty” comes up right when I need him to do something… Amazing??

Mama DB February 8, 2009 at 8:31 am

Oh, so very guilty of this.

Twenty Four At Heart February 8, 2009 at 9:56 am

This made me laugh out loud! God forbid if Briefcase should ever have to rush going potty! 😉

Christina February 8, 2009 at 11:53 am

LOL – I can’t remember the last time I said bathroom instead of potty.
Glad to see you’re back. Have been worrying about you & your daughter.

Michelle February 8, 2009 at 2:12 pm

Well, you know, sometimes it’s hard to make it come out faster. (Either thing that you want to imagine I’m talking about.)

Lil February 8, 2009 at 2:51 pm

Hah. I can’t remember the last time I mentioned the bathroom without it being “potty”. And when I do a number 2, I’m tempted to yell “YAY POO POOS!” (potty training). Every time I flush, I want to wave bye-bye..
Parenthood eats your brain. 🙂

Kyla February 8, 2009 at 3:09 pm

Hahaha! At least he didn’t call you mommy.

Marcy February 8, 2009 at 5:44 pm

Two kids and 28 years later….I still call Mr Romance “Daddy” Even though my kids are grown. 24 & 25 … It makes them sick…
(and this pleases me…..)
P.S.
HAHAHAHAHA ” POTTY”