Planetspork

Couple of things about me that you may or may not know:

1) I’m married with kids
2) I’ve had a vasectomy.

Why would I start a post this way? If you’re not clever enough to figure it out so far, read on and it’ll be clear.

This April Fools Day started as many Sunday’s start for us. Nothing to note out of the ordinary until about 8pm when my wife and I were putting the kids in bed. My wife looks at me and says, “I need to talk to you.” ANY man in the world knows that NOTHING good will follow.

My thoughts were circling around the “What did I do now…” question as I walked into our room and sat down on the bed. She looked at me and didn’t say a word. From beside the pillow, she reveals a pregnancy test. This alone is enough to strike terror, but couple it with point #2 from above and you can start to see some additional concerns.

She says, “We’re pregnant.” And as I stare at this pregnancy test that clearly indicates a “+” for pregnant, I wonder how in the world this possibly could happen.

I stammer around a little bit and mention that she’s going to need to get her tubes tied in addition to the vastecomy “touch up”. She looks flatly at me and says, “That’s understandable.. If this weren’t an April Fools Day joke, I’d go ahead and do that”

Yes. Wife: 1 Brent: 0

The immediate followup question: So who’s actually pregnant? Some lady at my brother in law’s office.

On an unrelated topic: New people on my list to get even with are my brother in law, sister in law, mother in law and my wife. Not that this joke wasn’t somewhat deserved, but no good deed should go unpunished.