"Bad news," announced Cameron. "I lost my bladder today."
More frequently than I ever imagined, my children manage to say things that leave me speechless.
"You . . . lost your bladder?"
"Yeah. At Spanish, a girl held up this bladder and asked if it belonged to anybody. And it was mine. But I didn't get it."
"So . . . wait. What?"
"I didn't KNOW it was my bladder! I thought my bladder was taped on my human body drawing! But then, when we got home and hung it up on my wall, I saw that my bladder wasn't there. So, it must have fallen off in Spanish. And now? My human body drawing has two kidneys but NO bladder. And that? That's a problem."
Yes. Yes it is. But not nearly as bad as the problem I thought we were talking about.
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Sharon,
I love reading your blog entries! Cameron and Matthew's adventures always brighten my day and make me laugh :-) Tell Cameron that Ethan says hello...and that we hope he finds his lost bladder soon :-) I told Ethan the raisin-up-the-nose story and he just couldn't stop laughing. Too funny! And Matthew's body/furniture/wall artwork - you've got your hands full with him! Take care and I hope you and your family have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday!
~Martha
Priceless!
Hehehe
Oh my goodness, I am still laughing about how he "lost his bladder"
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