One night last week when I was not feeling so hot, I told Shane he had to take over Monkey Pants duty so I could go lay down for a bit. I curled up under the covers and listened to them play in the next room. I could hear them go from toy to toy, Marlie giggling with delight. I heard Shane suggest they play with Marlie’s doll house. It’s a cute little house with a cute little family that my MIL got her. It appears to be the perfect little home. I had no idea what was going on beyond those plastic walls until this particular night.
I could hear Shane walking around the plastic family making up conversations…
Mom: What are you doing home? Get outta here!
Dad: What?! I thought you loved me!
Mom: Yeah well that was before you cheated on me you cheater! Now get outta here!
And in the bathroom…
Mom: Ahhh. It feels nice to take a hot bath.
Dad: Knock knock! I need to go to the bathroom.
Mom: Not now, I’m taking a bath in here!
Dad: Well sorry but I have to go. Fart….Fart.
Mom: Eeew! Get out of here you stinky stinker butt.
So, needless to say Shane and I had to have a little talk about appropriate ways to play with Monkey Pants. And how even though it was funny, it was also not funny. I will not speak of these things with my Parents as Teachers lady who is coming tonight. She must never know.
Shane, clean up your act. For the sake of our baby, and theirs. You are funny though. I love you.