Oh the joys of ankle biters OR Thanks for sharing that!

So, John's uncle came over a bit ago to help John reroute our piping to our laundry room. BUT, he walks in with a cup of coffee, much to my despair.

You see, I have had to cut coffee out of my life. Or as I explained on Facebook:

Mr Coffee and I had a long, steamy love affair. Until he decided to make my stomach upset... he can be very cruel at times. So we had to part ways. Can I drink vicariously through you guys? ;) Tell him to "call me".

Basically, I gave John's uncle the cleanest version possible, saying it gave an "upset stomach".

And then Emma comes sneaking up behind me, saying int he tiniest, sweetest voice, "Yeah... and diaaaa-weeeee-ah, too! *giggle*"

Followed by a stunned silence, laughing and me giggling, and with my face in my hands, " I WASN'T GONNA SHARE THAT, but thanks!"

Lesson learned. Be careful what you say in front of you kids because there aren't "ear muffs" strong enough for little ears.

Laughter is the best medicine, which is good because I'm having one heck of a withdrawal headache ;)