My wife woke up with my thumb in her butt.

Mrs. Hamlet is indeed a Saint. Which begs the question, is there a patron saint of inadvertant rectal probing? However, Mrs. Hamlet is also a quite quick witted. When we got up this morning, I asked her if I did anything in my sleep last night. She said:

“Unlike night before last, you weren’t a pain in the ass last night.”

Teehee.

What, still no replies from Duck Duck Goose?

So, do you often reach for your kid by holding her shoulder and sticking your thumb up her butt in times of emergency?

:wink:

::d&r::

[sub]Psst . . . Mr. Neuse, you awake? . . .

no, no . . . go back to sleep, honey . . . [/sub]