Innocence Gone Wrong

It's sometimes creepy how an innocent situation can remind you of something so totally not innocent.



We're all lounging around in the front room while Art reads us a story, and Chuck keeps covering me up with a blanket, sweet kid. How did he know I was still chilly with a wet swimming pool ponytail?



So I'm laying on the floor with my head in Fred's lap and Chuck spreads the blanket out over me and sticks his head under the end and I had a horrible flashback to the down-there doctor and birthing my babies and the doctor with his head under the sheet peeking at my hoo-ha's.



Kinda ruined the moment, but atleast I was warm.