I was reminded of this week’s funee after reading Mammasaurus’ hilarious post today, which was all about boobies and how funny they can be. Jokes involving breasts, penises, vaginas, poo and wee always get a laugh in our household. Childish, us? Never!
A few months ago, as Shine’s due date was approaching, I decided to get the lady garden trimmed and in tiptop shape, as I knew it would be the last chance for a good many
months weeks to tend to the area. It had been quite some time between appointments, shall we say, and clearly children’s memories are very short.
I had the full shebang, a Hollywood or Brazilian or some such exotic place. The next morning as I was showering, Sun came into the bathroom for a chat. We were talking away when I finished showering and pulled the curtain back to get out. He stopped mid-sentence and I saw him clock the new, sparkly fanjo then look up at me very concerned.
“Mummy, Mummy, where’s your ‘gina? It’s not there anywhere!”, he exclaimed.