I feel compelled to share a brief, but all too common bit of dialogue that Denver and I exchanged this weekend as we watched the MSU vs. Whoever-they-were-playing game on Saturday. Not only can I not recall their opponent because of my Pregnancy Brain, but frankly I was asleep for most of the 4 quarters.
The whole thing started when MSU scored, and Denver had the fight song queued up to play on his ipod.
I grasped on to my belly, and half jokingly said, "Don't listen baby!"
"How could you say that?" Denver was SO perplexed by my comment, but still in good spirits.
"Well, I don't want the baby to think it's a Spartan"
Denver lost all of the color in his face at this point. "I can't believe you just said that."
"It's true."
"But I'm a Spartan, and you married me."
Which prompted my need to explain to Denver that I didn't marry him because he was a Spartan. Shocking.
Eventually, we had to agree that imposing a school choice on an unborn child is as useless as arguing over the idea of imposing a school choice on an unborn child.
Secretly I play the Hokie Pokie on my ipod, on repeat, up to four times per hour, every day.
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