Well, based on the comments to my last post, there is a high demand to see Ashley's collage of beautiful ladies. I wish I could comply, but I can't for two reasons:
1. This blog is rated PG, and Ashley's collage was definitely PG-13.
2. Ashley insisted that we give the collage to her Nana. So we did. :-) Luckily my mom is a good sport, although I don't think she'll be hanging the collage of beautiful ladies on her fridge anytime soon.
So today, I'm instead going to post about another semi-disturbing moment in the life and times of Megan. This one is brought to you courtesy of the achingly monotonous animated show Little Bear.
Do any of your kids watch this show? We catch it on the weekends sometimes, mostly because it is the quietest little cartoon on television. It's so.....peaceful. There aren't any flashy colors or songs or characters - it's just quiet little adventures about flapjacks and gardening and father bears in three piece suits. Granted, it's a little odd and a little more than annoying, but since it's so quiet I can usually tune it out entirely. Nothing's better than cat-napping on the couch while Little Bear plays in the background. Well, maybe taking a real nap in a real bed without three children sitting on you would be better, but that's not going to happen any time soon so you take what you can get.
Anyhoo, back to my disturbing moment. So there I was, sitting on the couch with Ashley, completely doped up on an episode of Little Bear where he and his delightful little animal buddies (the aptly named Hen, Duck and Owl) were preparing a tea party. Hen, who is quite fussy, was all in a twitter about how she still had to go pick strawberries, so she instructed Duck on how to make the shortcake.
And then I heard it.
"First, you need to separate the eggs," said Hen.
Wait, what? Did I just hear that?
Cue me rewinding the TiVo.
"First, you need to separate the eggs."
Yup, she said it. And then she was off to pick her strawberries. What followed was a scene with Duck putting the eggs in different spots all around the room as she had taken Hen's words literally instead of realizing she was merely giving baking instructions. Oh, the quiet comedy of Little Bear.
Except not so comedic, because Hen just basically instructed Duck to bake her BABIES.
Most ducked-up tea party ever.