Chicken Learns About Blogs

We all knew it would happen. H3.2 warned me to no avail. "No blogging around Chicken," he said. Sigh. Chicken started asking questions about my laughing hysterically, typing feverishly and doing something with a picture of me in my pajamas. As I am an insane parent that actually has real conversations with her spawn, I told Chicken about Sam's Stories. First, I explained blogs.

Sam: Do you know what a diary is, Chicken?

Chicken: A place where you write all your emotions down and blah blah blah?

Yes, he did say "blah blah". "Damn pesky emotions and all that dumb shit" was what he was conveying in a more PC manner. So I explained blogs and showed him the Chicken HNT post. At first he was pissed off and embarrassed that I took a HNT of him and posted it for the world to see. When I explained that I would never use his name or show his face he decided that it was okay with him, and he actually thought it was cool that I was telling the world about him. He also understood why I've been saying lately "Repeat that so I can write it down". I have a horrible short term memory, but that is for another post.

Chicken started to read his HNT post and I stopped him before he read where I wanted to tear the horrid overprotective cunt of a mommy to shreds. I gave him a G-rated version of the story instead. He was pissed off and said some very not nice things about the mommy. He also did not know that his friend, Sad Girl, was not very popular and went home crying frequently. He paused and thought Chicken random thoughts for a bit. I thought the moment was over. Thursday he comes home from school and says "I taught Sad Girl to play soccer this week! I've been inviting her to play with us at recess every day." I am so proud of my boy.

So Chicken knows about Sam's Stories and I have his royal permission to share his funny moments with you. My next Chicken post will be entitled "Spermitropolis and Spermville". Look for it!