Castration

My toddler is hitting his terrible two’s and they are pretty terrible. I’ve been stressed and frustrated and tired. By the time my husband has returned home each evening, I’ve wanted to walk right out the door. Which leads to last night’s conversation:

Me: Today, while riding bikes to Vons, I was thinking about how I’d like to saw off your balls and watch them burn in a raging fire.

Husband: Is this because of toddler?

Me: Yes.

Husband: You know, there are doctors to do exactly this.

Me: Yes, but it’s be much less satisfying.

My husband laughed it off and I had a(nother) glass of sangria. On to a new day…

-KB

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