Excuse me?!

I've been a parent for a long time now, twenty years! Just when I think I've heard it all, I stand corrected and am amused yet again by the fruit of my loins. Last night, Kacey and I had an enjoyable evening at Enrichment where we did our fair share of beautifying the earth with hot glue guns, Modge Podge, rhinestones and staple guns. Oh yes, we signed up for it all. It was an evening to spend with our girls and it was time well spent. Girls, girls, everywhere girls ... from ages 1 to 100. This gathering got me thinking. Rarely have I ever entertained the thought of wishing I had another daughter because Kacey and I just don't need more of that around, but we do like to visit it. So we had our fill of the estrogen filled cultural hall and we made our way home to the testosterone levels that we are used to.

I was scurrying around the house putting all of our crafty clutter away from the aforementioned event, when I heard what I heard. I can honestly say I've never heard these words uttered, nor do I think they'll ever be said or heard again ... so I just had to blog them! Are you ready? This is what I heard Kacey EXCLAIM to her larger yet younger brother. "Keaton! Stop using my tampons! They're almost all gone!" Yes, you read it correctly. So you'll understand that for a second I stood there questioning my hearing and then immediately went to investigate what I thought I heard. Sure enough, there was Kacey standing there with the blue box in one hand and a whole lot of attitude in the other.




My eyes instantly directed themselves toward Keaton and I didn't even need to ask ... he quickly began to explain. Apparently, while we were off using a staple gun, Keaton got a pretty bad bloody nose. One of his friends introduced him to a highly absorbent solution which happened to be right there in the bathroom cabinet! I'm sure he and his friend were feeling quite pleased with the fact that they had stopped the bleeding and that they had gone where few men had ever gone before. I thought that the looks on mine and Kacey's faces would have convinced Keaton to have feelings of regret, therefore giving me the satisfied feeling that this wouldn't happen again. However, the grin on Keaton's face did just the opposite. All it did was make me stand up straighter and realize that my parenting is far from over. So I guess I've got another hundred years to go before I've heard all there is to hear, but this little exchange of words between Kacey and Keaton confirmed my peace with having only one daughter. I can truly say that arguing over tampon theft is probably not something I'll have to deal with on a regular basis. However, if it happens again, I'm pretty sure that Kacey will know how to stop the bloody nose on Keaton ... which she will have caused.