In the doctor’s office today (I’m blogging about this later):
“Hey, how about I blog about your *** ******?”
“No way!”
“How about your *******?”
“Mommy!”
What could potentially be my best material, censored.
Update: The family didn’t think this was so funny. Doug, my husband, thought I was swearing. So, I think I’ll curtail all further attempts at humor.