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How to keep the spark in your marriage

May 19, 2008 at 11:49 pm | In M'ijo, PiliPiliPili | 14 Comments

This post is for Kerri, who is off gettin’ married. A big congratulations to Kerri, Chris & the indomitable Siah Sausage. For their newlywed edification, I present the following scene from married life:

The Scene: Pili is reading aloud to me from Yet Another Stupid Parenting (YASP) Magazine Article about the keys to a happy marriage, P’ito is standing on the bench in the breakfast nook next to her.

YASP: We sneak away for dinner or for some “us time” in the bedroom

Me: “Us time in the bedroom?” Why don’t they just say UH-UH-UH-UH! (punctuated with appropriate Elvis-like pelvic motions)

P’ito: UH-UH-UH-UH! (pelvic thrusts)

Pili: I hope he doesn’t do that at daycare.

Me: (insert maniacal giggles)

Pili, sighing: You’re going to blog about this, aren’t you?

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heh.
Now of course, you do understand, that there will be mass cheering for videos of Elvis ala P’ito. Just saying…

xo

Comment by Calliope — May 20, 2008 #

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Agreed…Gotta see the video!

And I hope he DOES do it at daycare!

Comment by Blondie — May 20, 2008 #

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HA! You have to teach him to say “Hunk-a hunk-a burnin’ love” to go with that!

Comment by Michelle — May 20, 2008 #

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Bwahahahahaha!

Comment by Jen (yup, another one) — May 20, 2008 #

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That is funny!

Kids = never ending source of entertainment (and work).

Comment by Scott K. Johnson — May 20, 2008 #

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hahahahaha

Comment by shelli — May 20, 2008 #

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ROFLOL!

Comment by Tam — May 20, 2008 #

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LOL.
my husband watches what he says all the time now as he’s worried he’ll accidentally say something asinine and i’ll blog it.

as for the pelvic thrusting? i assure you he will do it at daycare. julian repeated after me numerous times after i dropped the f bomb yesterday. game over.

Comment by samantha — May 20, 2008 #

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It is only the things that you don’t want them to do at daycare that they will do at daycare. A new skill like counting? Nah. Pelvic thrusting? Guaranteed.

Comment by Erin — May 21, 2008 #

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Tee hee
wendy

Comment by Wendy — May 21, 2008 #

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My husband also lives in fear that I will blog the more private stuff or the occasionally ridiculous things he does. I tell him, if it’s funny, it’s in. Thanks for the great story.

Comment by FormerlyFun — May 28, 2008 #

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They sure know how to imitate, don’t they!?!

Comment by erinberry — May 30, 2008 #

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LOL! Oh that is fantastic.

Comment by Kerri. — June 1, 2008 #

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They say all kinds of amazing stuff at daycare. When my son was little he went to a nursery school that required the parents to volunteer two hours every other week to do something for the school. I volunteered to be the story lady. I brought a selection of books for three- and four-year-olds and proceeded to read about careers. I read about zoo keepers, airline pilots, firefighters, ballerinas, you name it.
I then asked the kids what kind of jobs they wanted to do when they grew up. I got the usual responses until I came to a child I’ll call Sam.
Sam said he wanted to be… a pimp! With “lots of ladies.”
Where he got this idea, I’ll never know. Sam’s father was an accountant. Unless, of course, the accountant story was just a cover.
Another time we talked about what kind of things they did over the weekend. A little boy (not Sam) said his daddy went away on a business trip and “Uncle Kevin” slept in his mommy’s bed. With his mommy.
You have no secrets when you have a child in nursery school.

Comment by Greta — June 4, 2008 #

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