Quick and true story:
The other day, taking care of a younger teenager with chronic respiratory problems.
Docs are in the room and ask her to write down what prescriptions she needs refills for. She starts to write them down and then stops asks...this is a direct quote....
"I need that Plan B pill."
Luckily i had a mask on or i may have lost it with laughter in her face.
Does my 6 month old really have to turn into a teenager someday??? Really??
5 comments:
annie i had to look that up, i didn't know what it was but figured it was some kind of birth control but ya, that is scary. at least she's being responsible? or something like that.:) you are funny...
People are just so funny. That's what I have to tell myself constantly or I would go crazy! Hey, how's it going? I have not been a faithful blogger or commenter but I was reading back on your older posts and laughed out loud about you changing your mom's cell phone ring because my sisters and I changed my mom's ringtone and she hasn't been able to change it back for a year now The song is Copa Cabana (a Barry Manilo song)-- wait, are you even old enough to remember that song? Ok, this isn't quite so funny anymore. I'm going to bed!
Ah, sweet baby jesus.
I hope mine skip over their teenage years.
i want your job so I have the best stories to tell. Wow, you have some great ones!
Super Scary! I am already dreading when my girls become teenagers! I already know we need to set up a therapy fund instead of college, so I think I will bring home the STD photo book to hopefully scare my girls! lol
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