thanks for traveling carnival cruise line...

so it happened today. of all the days in the last 6 months im not sure why cash thought today was the best day to do it but he did. i was taking a bath with him...he loves bath time. it might be me squirting him with his ducky, or me singing splish splash, or it might be the raspberries i blow on his wet tummy, maybe its when i go under the water and we play peek a boo, or the 10 mins of cash kicking, kicking, kicking down the river...whatever it is cash just loves bathtime! and i cant lie, i love all the smiles and laughs i get during bath time. but today was different. we just played one round of surfing turtle, we had moved on to splish splash, cash was taking a bath all about a saturday night, rub a dub just relaxing in the tub, thinking everything was alright (i really was, this is where i was SO wrong) entering my favorite verse...well, I stepped out the tub, put my feet on the floor, i wrapped the towel around meeeeeeeeeee! with me really getting down on the meeeeeeeeeee...i got shot! shot in my tonsils. HE RANG MY TONSIL BELLS!! yes the rat peed on meeeeeeeeee, in me whatever but he did i gargled his pee. now i love my son, i can do things with/for him that i could never even think about doing to someone else...but the line was drawn and cash just passed it. like if the line was a hurdle...cash just broke a record for the cross country team! I started screaming and spitting all while trying to hold on to cash, me being in a bathroom makes everything louder...pause i have a quick funny story i fart, not in front of people other than my brother, mom & dad (they are the chosen few). occasionally it has happened on accident, which i find extremely funny and embarrassing! anyways clay has only heard me fart no more the 5 times in the 5 years we have been together. I get one yearly fart with him, my farting is like christmas. anyways here is where my story is going, we had been married prolly a month...we were taking a shower together (only to save water). fighting for the warm water it was clays turn, so i quietly move to the corner of the shower to wash my hair. i bent down to get the shampoo and i farted my very first fart clay had ever heard me do. let me draw this out for you. we are in a ceramic tiled shower, can you even imagine how loud this made my little innocent fart? No you cant because, at first i didnt even believe it was me, i could have sworn a 300 pound man leaving a mexican buffet hopped in the shower with us! this is not what i envisioned my first fart to be like, i was thinking more like a peep alittle mouse might make not a cruise ship debarking from its port! just imagine how clay must have felt, here his little perfect wife might be a man. we laughed and laughed which made me very alarmed i was going to let another one out because that is normally when they release from the chamber. Clay farted to make me feel better, in a strange way it did...and we never talked about it again. sooo back to my story. with my high pitched scream, due to us being in the bathroom. i scared cash. he screamed the most horrifying scream i have ever heard him do. he didnt want me holding him because i was the scary one and quiet frankly i was kinda pissed at him too, no pun intended! we quickly get out of the bathtub shampoo mohawks still in place on the both of us i sit him on his towel in the floor while i dripped all the way to mine and clays bathroom to brush my teeth. it took about 10 mins of me rocking cash to get him to calm down before we could get back in the tub to remove shampoo. i had been warned that they pee, which cash has done numerous of times but never did he brett farve one in my mouth. if he ever wants me to even consider being nice to future girlfriends i suggest he never do that again!
until next time, peace love n alittle beyonce