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My brother Flip is one of the smartest people I know. Along with my father, he’s also the most solid, moral, and kind.
However:
When Flip and I were 6 and 8 yrs old respectively, my mom came to us and said “I’m going out for a while; when I come back I should have a surprise for you.”
We waited excitedly for what we assumed would be a candy bar or a small toy.
Turned out her errand was to visit the OB/GYN; when she returned she said “The surprise is that you’re going to have a new baby sister or brother!”
I was fairly excited about this news; Flip, on the other hand, had been hoping for a Snickers bar, not a fetus. He was so disappointed and upset that he began to cry and ran to his bedroom. We have never let him forget this.
And the best part about this story is that it shows me in the position of more mature and less selfish brother; heaven knows I need a few stories like that…
posted by Rob @ 6:07:00 PM
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PS. At that point it was probably a mere embryo, not a fetus.
I know this because my Mom appeared to love everything about pregnancy and being pregnant, and we grew up in a house full of Lamaze books, La Leche League philosophy, and discussions about childbirth & breastfeeding. When the doc told us Hannah was 6cm dilated and 75% effaced, I actually knew what that meant.
My point is, I know the difference between and embryo and a fetus; it’s just that fetus seems a better word to compare with a Snickers bar…
well did you ever think the less mature and more selfish actions on your brother's part might be slightly related to the fact he was 6??
it's a good thing you clarified the embryo and fetus issue or else your smartypants reputation would be shot to heck. and it would give credence to your grammar school status. ;-)
I like really liked that story. Si does have a point with the age thing.
It’s funny about certain words sounding funnier together so you had to take artistic license with fetus instead of embryo.
Of course you could have said "M & Ms not an Embryo” but still not quite as funny as “Snickers bar, not a fetus”.
Why this is I don’t know.
By the way my first sentence of my comment above was a typo just incase someone thought I was turning into a valley boy.
Flip is one of the most wonderful people I know. Of course, I'm his m-i-l.
"And the best part about this story is that it shows me in the position of more mature and less selfish brother." --
--At least until you posted it, thus refuting this premise entirely.
Well, it's obvious that you were the one with true vision here. Ah, what a great surprise it turned out to be.
i disagree with the prize being very worthwhile.
I love the heart warming stories of childhood...I think the suprise was beyond fabulous..but of course that view is post delivery...I am sure in the moment...the snickers would have been a more prized thing that something you had to wait nine months to see and play with...I know for a fact that after that delivery Flip had a blast with the little bundle that arrived!!!
si, blogball: don't confuse me with the facts.
JH: i think it's objectively true, too.
unca: shhhhh...
anya: yeah, well, i think the jury's still out. sometimes i still weigh the snickers bar in my mind and wonder...
erik: maybe you should try a snickers bar, i hear they're very good.
sooze: yeah, i've heard that, too.
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