with our household battling colds lately, snots and coughing and clogged ears oh my, we’ve spent a lot of time taking cold medicine, drinking tea and going to bed early.

meanwhile the magoo’s 2 year old molars have decided to arrive 5 months early, so he’s uber fun to be around. he has bitten through EVERYTHING. teething toys no longer exist because he has chomped through them, thereby making whatever liquid that’s inside leak out… he has bitten me to the point of drawing blood (no, he is not a vampire)… and his teeth have shredded multiple pacifiers.

side note: yes, we are working on taking away the “sass” and the fact that he is biting through them all only fuels that flame all the more. at the same time, that’s the one thing that offers him comfort when his molars are bothering him. ah, the back-and-forth of parenting…

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i digress… so we’ve been going to bed early. the whiny, miserable molaring (yes, i just made that a word) magoo has exhausted me on top of battling this cold.

i’m not sure what “pillow talk” is like at your house, but at our house, it consists of the day-to-day crap that we end up discussing as we get ready to hit the hay.

“what do you have going on tomorrow?”

“can i schedule a haircut for this weekend?”

last night for example, there was nothing on tv that interested either of us. we watched part of “The Biggest Loser” finale and then i got bored. so i got ready for bed while paul took red out for his final potty and we turned in for the night.

instead of reading, we stayed up talking… or rather, i stayed up talking to paul, about everything and nothing. and then it got quiet. i assumed he was sleeping. we had snuggled to the point of me getting hot and irritated and them making him move to his side of the bed. (i need my space when i sleep so my feet can find the cold spots).

while i could hear paul breathing heavily, he was not yet snoring. and it was at this point when he blurts out, “what is a butt-to-butt fart called?”

“WHAT????????”

so we both start cracking up because once again, our pillow talk has turned to fart talk.

we discuss what it’s called when one farts while spooning. we then start pondering different names for what farts are called when you’re laying back to back with your partner… and do both parties have to fart… i dunno.

then my nyquil kicked in and i fell asleep.

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what does your pillow talk consist of? do you and your partner have fart names? anyone know what a butt-to-butt fart is called?

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and no, obviously i am not thinking clearly these days with the abundance of cold medicine i’m taking to combat this cold and a VERY cranky toddler on my hands, so i apologize if anyone is offended by fart talk… but, c’mon get over yourself. everyone farts. yup, EVEN YOU.