October 15, 2009

The Day I was Born

The world stopped.
And waited.

And when it was announced, the world celebrated.

Ok, not really.

My poor mother was in alot of pain.
My father wasn't in the room.
I was born.
They couldn't believe how perfect I was.
And how big my feet were.

And we all lived happily ever after.

The End

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Karen & Gerard Zemek said...

Love your humor! This cracked me up. Are you fee still big? Just curious. Here's a link to my writers' workshop post about my mom: http://zemeks.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-mom-because-i-cant-write.html

Jen said...

I think that you are wrong. When you were born, the world did stop. I read about it.

Jenners said...

Wait wait wait ... I think you got the first part of your story mixed up with mine!

Erin said...

Definite page turner, I couldn't put it down! =)
This really made me laugh, the Hubs didn't see the humor...he's such a guy! haha

Foursons said...

Whew! I am going to sleep so well tonight! Thank you for posting this!