Special

One of my closest friends, Edward, came over last night with his girlfriend so that Jenny and I could meet her and all of us could catch up a little. Coincidentally, his girlfriend's name is also Jennifer. They just went on a whirlwind trip of the west coast meeting each other's families, and stopped off at Ed's parents' home last night before continuing on back to grad school on the dry side of the mountains today.

Jen is very nice, and I like her so far. She and Ed seem well matched. Anyhow, Ed and Jen are not the point of this post. The point is the hilarious story she told us last night.

Jen was working with some preschool special needs kids, all boys. The bathroom was right off of the classroom so that there could be a higher level of supervision. One day, one of the boys is in the bathroom for an excessive amount of time. Jen goes over to the bathroom and hears sloshing noises coming from behind the door. She opens the door to discover this boy standing in front of the toilet with his front all wet and water dripping down his arms. He then looks up at her and says "my grandma says I'm a poo eater but I'm NOT!"

That's when I lost it. I have no idea if I just pulled off the delivery on that story, but when Jen told it, it was f'ing hilarious.