Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Holy Jellyfish

Bob was a little clingy as Jeff was dropping him off at Sunday school. The sweet, young teacher, Miss Maria, was working to engage Bob in an art project.

“Look Bob, today we are making these jellyfish.”

“Hey, check those out Buddy. Aren’t they cool?” said Jeff.

“That’s a plate?” Bob asked.

“That’s right. We take half of a paper plate and we’ll use that as the jellyfish’s body. You can color it. Would you like to make one?”


“Bob, let’s say that nicely,” said Jeff.

“Yes please, Miss Maria.”

“Sure, Bob. We can use these colorful streamers to make his testicles,” said Miss Maria. She paused, and instantly paled as she realized her anatomical gaffe. Jeff smiled.

“Tentacles, we’ll make tentacles,” corrected Miss Maria.

“We can do both, Miss Maria?” asked Bob.

Contrary to the evidence, Miss Maria is not a blood relative.


  1. When I was a kid I argued with my grandmother that the pillars (columns) on the front of a house were called "condoms". I was adamant. Apparently at age 6 I had as much knowledge about architecture as I did about sex.

  2. My friend brought your blog to my attention a few days back and I was instantly a fan. I find myself constantly laughing out loud at your posts and frankly they just make my day. I kind of feel like I am getting a glimpse into my own future as my 2 year old seems very similar in nature to Bob - thank you for sharing.

  3. Tina is right. I am a Lisa fan, too. You have mastered the short-and-funny post.

    And you have a cute boychild.

  4. Thanks Ladies.
    Tina - Enjoy 2. I think Ann will back me up on this when I say that 3 is a whole new bag. (And the bag is filled with poops and awkward conversations about body parts and functions.) It's fun!

  5. Bwahahahahaha!

    And this is one of the reasons I have given you an award! Come to my blog to see!