Several nights ago Jay and I were sneaking in some "alone" time after having put the youngest to bed while the oldest was occupied in his room playing video games with his headset on.
We were watching some girl on girl porn as I tried out a new toy I shall be reviewing for you soon. Let me just say the toy does wondorous things. Between that and the porn, I had an intense orgasm with deep, sobbing moans. Not 30 seconds after I was finished, we heard a knock on our door.
"Mommy?" comes a little voice
"Yes, insert daughter's name here,"I replied.
"What's wrong?" comes her timid query.
"Nothing, baby," I replied.
"Well why were you making that noise?" she asks.
Jay and I stiffle embarrassed giggles as I fumble around for a response.
"I stubbed my toe in the bathroom, honey, and it hurt, that's all," came my lame response.
"Why are you out of bed anyway?" I called through the door.
'Well, I had to go potty, then I heard you making that noise, and I came to see if you were ok," my innocent little girl replied.
"Yes,honey, Mommy is fine. Go back to bed now."
What can you say about that?! Amusing, sweet, endearing, embarrassing, and annoying all rolled into one. But then again, doesn't that pretty much sum up parenthood altogether?