So...I woke up yesterday morning to a delicious, delicious back rub. (Yes, I've said before how incredibly lucky I am and how awesome Joe is. It's fine. Be jealous.)
As I mumbled myself awake Jake made his way into the room. He's not allowed up on the bed, but he rests his front paws up there, keeping his back paws on the floor. (We have hardwood floors, so it's hilarious to watch him slip over and over...he'll never learn.) Anyway, Joe started petting Jake and telling him how lucky of a dog he is - because he gets to be WIP's first pet. I'd never actually thought about it much because I never had pets growing up...save my sister's goldfish and the occasional "weekend babysitting" of the school hamster. But I suppose it's a big deal in the pet world to be someone's "first."
Then Joe starts giggling and says, "WIP's porn name will be Jake Grinsell." (You know, the middle school game where you take your first pet's name and the street you grew up on...) He just couldn't get over how funny that was.
So, yes. Instead of wondering if our son will grow up to be an astrophysicist or find the cure for cancer, my husband figures out his porn star name. Nice, Joe. Nice.
Oh, and how timely is this article?
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