yes yes Iâ€™m supposed to be searching for paperwork not blogging.
So Sunday morning #2 comes in a flops on my bed. Mom, when will I have man-boobs?
MOI: *snort* Do pushups to build your pecs, Son.
#2 does like 3 pushups on the bed. Exhausted, he wanders out into the living room to challenge #1 to a round of Playstation.
Skip to Monday night. Weâ€™re watching something and a commercial for Herpes medication comes on.
#1 whatâ€™s herpes
MOI: a sexually transmitted disease.
#1: Like AIDS
MOI: Yes, thatâ€™s why you have safe sex
Skip to last night:
A commercial for getting an HIV test comes on.
#2 Whatâ€™s HIV (hiv like hive without the E)
MOI: Itâ€™s a sexually transmitted disease and it can kill you. Thereâ€™s no cure. (Momâ€™s subtle way of saying wear a condom when you get older or else).
#1: Like Herpes
MOI starting to feel like a broke record: Yes but herpes wonâ€™t kill you (just make you wish youâ€™re dead). Thatâ€™s why you wear a condom when you have sex.
#2: Whatâ€™s a condom?
MOI scrambling for correct terminology: A thing made out of latex that you put over your penis before you have sex SO YOU DONâ€™T CATCH ANY SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DISEASES.
#1: Like Trojan?
MOI not even daring to ask where he heard the brand name: Yes
#1: Why do they make different kinds?
MOI not even daring to explain concepts like â€˜ribbed for extra pleasureâ€™: Itâ€™s just a brand of condomâ€¦.like peanut butter comes in different brands. 😕