CC is finally out of production. This means I get to see him more than six minutes a day. It also means that I don’t have to get up with the kids every morning. Both of these are Very Good Things.
This is our conversation the other day:
Me: I am so happy you are home.
CC: Me too.
Me: I’m serious, I nearly wept with joy when you got up this morning with the kids. But then I rolled over and went back to sleep.
CC: Yeah, I know.
Me: You have a lot of children. I don’t know if you’ve noticed this or not.
CC: I have just the right number of lives in my life. Five kids, you, two crazy dogs. I don’t need any cats or goldfish. I don’t need anything else.
Me: Except maybe a turtle. That would be pretty cool.
CC: A turtle?
Me: Yeah, wouldn’t it? Especially if it was one of those ones with a skateboard?
CC: What the hell are you talking about?
Me: You know, like when they lose a leg and so you strap them to a skateboard so they can still get around?
CC: I’m pretty sure it doesn’t work like that.
Me: It totally does! I saw a picture on the internet! It’s just like that dog that used to live across the street from us that had wheels for back legs.
CC: It didn’t have wheels for back legs. That was a dog wheelchair. It was a Dalmatian with hip dysplasia.
Me: Whatever. A turtle on a skateboard would be badass.
CC: I’m sorry, did you say something?
Me: A TURTLE ON A SKATEBOARD WOULD BE BADASS!
CC: Now I know why no one ever married you before me.
What is even more badass than this turtle is this turtle that I saw on rubberduckiecreations blog, the reason I had turtles on the brain to begin with. This turtle has the most badass name ever, and is so badass it is quite possibly German.