While we were in West Virginia, a local glass company, Fenton Glass, held their annual Glass Festival. Don and Grandpa took the children. They had a tour of the Glassworks and three demonstrations of glass-blowing. The children were quite impressed and came home with lots of stories. In addition to the Glassworks, there were booths set up outside by all kinds of different glass crafters - stained glass, painted glass, etc.
Before they left for the Festival, Deanna and I were talking about the day. I told her what I needed to get done and she told me there were several things she wanted to do that day.
"But we're going to the Phenergen Gas Festival!" she told me.
" 'Phenergen'?" I asked. She giggled.
"I meant, 'Fenton'."
" 'Gas' Festival?" I kidded. She hadn't caught that one.
Uproarious laughter. "Is THAT what I said? 'Phenergen Gas'?" More peels of laughter.
What can I say? My daughter's been around pregnant women a lot lately. Any guesses what our conversations have been about?
1 comment:
Hahaha!
I was taking a lot of Phenergan earlier this year.
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