I told him eating dirt was a bad idea...

My husband had to have a liver biopsy. Early in the morning, I had to drop him off at the hospital, which sparked quite a few questions from Thing 1 and Thing 2. I explained that Daddy needs to have a tiny piece of his liver in his belly taken out so that the doctors can make him healthy.

My husband proceeds to take it a step further and say "it looks like a long worm". After all questions answered and we drop Daddy off at the hospital, I take the kids to school. I don't normally do the morning drop offs, so the teachers innocently remark "Mommy's doing drop off's this morning!"

"Oh! Is he okay?" the teacher asks me. Before I could answer, Thing 2 answers "Daddy's got worms in his belly".