anntn6b, Your reply reminded me so much of a favorite "Mama's Family" episode. Both Mama and Iola are growing roses to enter in a contest for the "Crystal Thorn Award." Mama is growing a white rose called "Herbert Hoover" and Iola is growing "Dainty Bess." Mama allows Iola to grow "Dainty Bess" in Mama's yard in the same bed as "Herbert Hoover" to take advantage of Mama's morning sun. Mama's "Herbert Hoover" has produced many flowers, and she's having a difficult time choosing which to enter. But Iola's "Dainty Bess" has made only one bud that is reluctant to open. Finally it does, and to Iola's horror, she finds it's a two-tone pink and white rose. She blames Mama for it, yelling, "Your Herbert Hoover had his way with my Dainty Bess!" No understanding about how rose hybridizing works, but funny anyway!

The girls stayed in the delivery room when Layla was born. While I was pregnant they asked tons of questions so we educated them on pregnancy and how the baby developes inside the womb. They are the only five year olds I have heard tell people "Mommy has a baby in her womb" instead of saying tummy. LOL. We watched birth videos on you tube and the works. I think they could of DELIVERED Layla if it came down to it. The were very interested in every thing including how the baby got there in the first place (we just played dumb and changed the subject on that one:) So anyway, now it's go time and I'm in labor and delivery and we gave the girls the option to stay and watch or leave with my dad. Wild horses couldn't of drug those kids away I tell you. When Layla came out the girls let out a prefectly in unison "AWWWWWWWW". When the placenta came out there was an equally perfectly in unison "EWWWWWWW". HAHAHA. The fact that cartoons were blasting while I was pushing out a kid was also hillarious. It is an experience I will never forget. I can't tell you how pleased I am they share their experience with everyone....right down to the fact that I pooped myself while pushing. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Good times.

I'm loving these gift topics! The topic about not liking certain gifts at Christmas reminded me of a funny & awkward situation I was in. I was in Dillards a couple of weeks before Christmas buying some makeup for myself at the Estee Lauder counter. When I made my purchase I was given a huge, and I mean huge, makeup/lotions/perfume sample kit. The kit was about 20" x 15". EL has nice size samples too. I decided to give it to my MIL as one of her Christmas gifts, knowing she'd like it. She loved experimenting with new makeup anyway. I had planned on telling her it was a freebie, she wouldn't have cared. She was spending the night Christmas Eve, and a commercial for E.L. came on. I casually mentioned how I love getting their free kits with purchases. She immediately said, "I can't stand those." Nevermind that I had seen those little EL makeup pouches in her bathroom. :) She was the type who would often disagree just for disagreement sake, but she was a very nice woman. As soon as she left the room I grabbed the gift and took it to the bedroom. Weird! Do you have any funny memories?

I went for my 6 week post natal check up. My right breast was kind of painful, as if the milk ducts were clogged or something. So my doctor told me he would gently palpate the area that I told him felt painful, to see if he could feel anything unusual. Just as he was doing so, my milk instantly 'let down' and started dripping out onto his hand. He quickly pulled his hand away and grabbed a tissue for me. But then suddenly I heard my 6 week old baby cry (who was with my husband in the waiting room) and all heck broke loose. My milk suddenly started spraying out of my other 'unclogged' breast, hitting his lab coat! Before I could even do it myself, my doctor instantly covered my left breast with his hand, and kind of croaked "Can't you just stop this?" My doctor was younger than me, with no kids yet, and looked like the proverbial Dutch boy trying to cover the leak in the dyke. He obviously was unaware that breastfeeding mothers often can't control a sudden letdown of milk, when they hear their infant cry. I just laughed and said "Sorry about that, and no, I can't stop it, I can only ask you to please bring me my baby." He said "Sure thing!" and couldn't have run out of the room faster, lol! P.S. he gave me medication and my painful breast cleared up shortly afterward.