Letting My Gourd Down. (Patreon)

Hello loves

Greetings from after bath time

One of those “I’m not going to question anything” parenting moments. Ash (almost 10) is helping me prepare dinner. In the kitchen is a random gourd that a houseguest brought over last night. Ash grasps it and starts parading around the kitchen saying “OH MY GOURD! OH MY GOURD” and kissing the gourd dramatically. He then asks the assembled people in the kitchen: “Is it legal to marry a gourd?” He then needs to help make the garlic bread, and he lays the gourd down on a dish towel, caresses it gently, leans in and whispers to it, quietly and sincerely: “Stay here, my love.”

I don’t need to know and I never want to.