Something’s Fishy in Here

I helped Casey out of his clothes a few minutes ago.  I intended to put him in pajamas, but the second I took his underwear off, I smelled the most overwhelming disgusting smell imaginable.  It was a tuna fish mixed with little boy sweat smell.  It wasn’t pretty.

“Dude, What is that smell?”


“Kim come in here and smell this kid.”

Kim assured me that with the cold she was fighting off she would not be able to smell anything.  She took a big whiff and tried not to let the disgust be too visible – the stinky kid didn’t need a complex.   Before you get all judgmental on our cleanliness over here, you should know that the kid took a bath less than 24 hours ago.  Whatever tuna-fish-smelling infection he was emitting was freshly grown.

Kim promptly ran a sink-bath and plopped Casey in the kitchen sink.

Moments later, I heard wails of laughter.

“Ruth, get in here and look at this!”

I wasn’t sure what Kim had in store, but I complied.

Kim was standing in front of the refrigerator reading the school lunch menu.

10/7/2009  Breaded Fish, Potato Wedges, Pears, Milk

The kid dropped breaded fish down his pants.



3 Responses to “Something’s Fishy in Here”

  1. Carrie Says:

    I think that’s the only time in history when fish down the pants is a good thing!

  2. kim Says:

    this is a perfect example of why i love that ruthie has a blog! i’m sure casey will love this too when he’s older!

  3. Judith Says:

    Ay mi quesito-pescadito 😉
    New name for my love…too funny!

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