Technically, it's not Friday. But I did begin writing this post on Friday. Lately, it's been a little more difficult to sit down and write a full post during one sitting. Every time I attempt to jot down some juicy morsels of thoughts or stories on my blog, Conner will brandish a kitchen knife, consume poisonous materials, or climb on my lap and pound on my lap top's keyboard. It's hard to be witty and creative when you have a toddler running nekkid around the house with a kitchen knife in tow.
The movie ended and I thought we were in the clear. There wasn't one picture of any kind of nekkid form. Phew! Then Mrs. Bowman loaded another film strip. And there it was... an enlarged image projected on the screen, that will forever be burned into the cockles of my memories. A cartoon-like image of a nekkid teenage girl. Hair growth and all. My cheeks began to burn from the heat of embarrassment and my eyes widened with shock. A few snickers broke the silence and Mrs. Bowman yelled, "Hey! Keep it down y'all!" The narrator went on to explain the 'ins and outs' of what girls experience during puberty. It was humiliating.