Kids Saw Us Having Sex, Oh God! and Tarzan/Spidee at The Led Zephyr (Sihanoukville, Cambodia)
So, it’s time for some “adult” time. Eh-hem! Yes! Finally! We forget how fun it is to have our own bedroom, didn’t we? And considering that in mid-October in Siem Reap Orazi woke up in the middle of the night (and didn’t make a sound) and heard and watched us! (OMG! Repeat: OMG!) In the morning he asks me if I had sex with dad last, made ‘the sounds’ of sex that you really, really, really don’t want your ten year old son to make, and said so casually, “I’ve heard that sound all over the world, and NOW I know what it was! You and dad were having sex!”
Joy. Let me repeat that: joy. So, want to save money and share a room, but so not wanting our kids watching us. OMG! (did I already say that?) and all day walking around with his sisters doing grunting/moaning sounds and laughing hysterically. Oh no, so not where I want to be in my life right now, so not the sex education or the images (dear God! The IMAGES!) I want my kids to have in their minds!
So, here’s our OWN room, which I believe we will work hard to have from now on. Oh, and you’ll die laughing at Tarzan/Spidee/Kobi scaling the walls, breaking the bed, and getting the kingdom ready for what will be
Got any really embarrassing children sex stories. We have that time our kids were mesmerized by statues in Chan Chan, Peru of women giving men blow jobs. (JOy!) But that was so much easier than having them watch us! Share away. You know you have a great story to tell us. And give us a google plus one, ok? Facebook share, and the rest helps us directly fund our way.
STILL mortified (I’ll get over it. I know), Gabi