Monday, April 23, 2012

Poster child

Sam made a poster out of Charles's big toe, half of which, as you may remember, was amputated a couple of weeks ago.  No matter how you look at it, it's a disgusting toe, even though I love the owner.  He's been like a son to me.

Tonight at the Cheesecake Factory with Charles and family and the ever loquacious and always entertaining Chantel, visiting from Berlin, Chantel asked if I had seen the healed toe yet.


Was I not eager to see it?

No.  I don't care if I never see it.

But you are his mother!  He came from your womb.  It is your motherly duty to see your son's toe.  Blah blah blah.  I think Erica may have agreed, the traitor.

Charles said, "She used to change my diaper, but she doesn't want to see my penis either."

We high-fived.  That's my boy.


  1. Oh my goodness, thank you for making my day!

  2. I just want to share this story with everyone I know. So awesome.

  3. High five here too. That made me laugh.