rub the belly for luck
I thought my reaction to this ad was kind of funny:

It's advertising lotions for different stages of life: pregnancy and motherhood, first signs of aging, and post-menopause. My first reaction: Oh, they got the first two out of order!
Who these days has pregnancy and motherhood before "first signs of aging"?

It's advertising lotions for different stages of life: pregnancy and motherhood, first signs of aging, and post-menopause. My first reaction: Oh, they got the first two out of order!
Who these days has pregnancy and motherhood before "first signs of aging"?





4 Comments:
The lovely Hildy, the mother of my children and all round good egg, had the misfortune of going grey at the tender age of 16. This is almost a whole decade before the birth of our first child. Grey hair is a sign of aging, isn't it? Not that a skin cream would help much with that.
My wife.
Most Upper Valley teen girls drunk on Shasta and vodka.
Yes, your wife was a freaky-hot pregnant almost-teenager. Any recent family photos?
Actually, she was a teenager -- though she was 20 by the time Devon was born.
Recent family photos? Nothing formal. And Sarah is a bit... big right now, if you didn't already know. She's due May 13th. It's a girl this time.
The majority of the people who hear that we're having a girl say "oh, the perfect family! One of each." Apparently the perfect family symmetrical. Apparently, as an only child, my family was not perfect.
A family where even person loves each other, be it a mom, dad, and one son, or one daughter, or two sons, or two dads, or two moms, or one mom, or one dad -- whatever, that doesn't matter. But, have a mom, dad, son, and daughter -- it doesn't matter if that pappy is knocking the kids room to room -- that family friggin' perfect.
Sorry. < / rant >
Post a Comment
Links to this post:
Create a Link
<< Home