A Little Infertile Humor With Your Pickle

Yesterday I attended a political breakfast in which there were several state senators and a representative. Amongst the greetings and pleasantries, one of them said to me, "how are the kids?" Note: kids, plural. He has said this to me before, which is a major political blooper and I just didn't have the heart to tell him we don't have any kids, so I went along along with it, substituting my dog and cat for kids. "Oh, their good!" What was I supposed to say?!

So yesterday, he asks me, "are the kids in school yet?" I replied, "no, not yet"...Good Grief! I quickly changed the subject to his summer, because all this talk about my pets, I mean my kids, is very awkward! Now I'm in a pickle since we've had two conversations about my kids!

This morning, I tell my husband that someone needs to tell this politician that we don't have kids. My DH tells me that people ask him that same question all the time! He responds the same way I did...by telling them the kids (plural) are fine! I asked, what should I say about school? He said, "tell them they are starting preschool; Lexi (the dog) is playing nice...she still catches the ball in her mouth, brings things back when you ask her to...Chloe (the cat), she is still shy around people - we're trying to break her of that!"

There is nothing like a little infertile humor first thing in the morning with your husband. The next question: How's the CM? I love it!