Got Milk?

Well, apparently Ben doesn't. Isn't that encouraging?

You see, I started doing this Hypnobabies thing. I put the tracks that I am supposed to listen to on my iPod, but found the headphones and earbuds we have are not really comfortable to sleep with. So my sweet and supportive husband brought home a docking station to borrow. Meaning that we both listen to the tracks.

Which Ben quipped was fine as long as they don't hypnotize him into thinking he is pregnant! ;) A few days later, he started eating a lot of pickles and joked again. Well, he had a real scare at work the other day.

He was making French Toast for breakfast, and just before he got ready to serve, he felt a moist sensation in an odd place. He ran into the bathroom to investigate further, and saw a milky white substance on his shirt.

He was mentally cursing Hypnobabies and wondering what he was going to do, when he lifted up his shirt and realized it was only on the outside. Apparently some of the egg white--milk mixture ended up rather convincingly in the general area for lactation! He breathed a sigh of relief and served the ladies gathered for the retreat.

It was quite the story when he got home!