what our children do to us...

I just had to kiss a naked barbie doll that my daughter was holding in my face insisting that she was sad and needed a kiss. After politely declining the first time, the doll kept insisting "kiss me! kiss me!"

so I did...

So many things about parenthood that you just never imagined as being part of the job

Sure beats the "Man, I hope that's just pudding..." moments I suppose...

Hey - this parenting job beats having to kiss the bosses's butt. I'll take the naked Barbie any day!

James S said:

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Isn't the "Natural" state of Barbie dolls naked? That's how they usually are around here - and often headless AND naked

I wish I had a nickel for every Barbie/baby/Cabbage patch doll that I either had to kiss/burp/change diapers on.

Then I could see that no amount of money could compare to being a proud parent. (it sure would buy some flashlights though )

BTW I still, to this day am afraid of Cabbage Patch Dolls....my daughter used to smack me in the head with that dang dolls "Cement" head to wake me up.

No matter what I tried she would find it, then me, and WHAM!

WHAM

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Beamhead, LOL!!!

Those dolls are scary enough without sneaking up to assault you

my daughter also has no idea that she's big enough now to do me some real bodily harm! If I had a nickel for every elbow I've taken to the kidneys or worse, I'd own that maxabeam

I'm trying to keep track of some of the funnier moments, because it's easy fo them to sort of "float away" from your memory.
One thing I never imagined I'd have to say:
"PLEASE don't sit on the grapefruit!"

The other day I was at my son's school open house. He's in the second grade and they have a large number of small animals in their classroom. One of them is a baby king snake and my son is fascinated. I, on the other hand, am terrified of them and he knows it.

So, I'm having a conversation with a few of the other parents in the classroom when my son tugs on my shirt. I turn around and he has that snake shoved right in my face. I instantly turn pale, try to back up, trip over one of those little bitty chairs they sit in, and fall right into a poor unsuspecting dad. I was so embarrassed. I look up and my son and his friends are laughing uncontrollably.

What I wouldn't give to have to kiss a naked Barbie doll instead….

*Edit…even though he won't be reading this, I must do an edit on behalf of my son as he would be mortified at the thought…My boys do not play with barbie dolls naked or otherwise nor do I ever wish for them to. :duh2:

Bill Cosby had it right...

"Insanity is hereditary. You get it from your children."

Man,nobody told me about this. :green:

lol, I guess I'm in for it!

Thank goodness my two boys didn't play with Barbie dolls!