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Ruh-Roh! (The Pee-Pee Prophecy)

I took a deep breath as I plopped onto the couch. It had been a marathon day for our family, kicking off with a frantic search for the baskets of goodies the Easter Bunny had hidden for the Twins in the living room the night before, followed by church, a breakfast/Easter egg hunt at my in-laws’, a lunch/extended hangout at my parents’ house (which also included my in-laws), and an epic, multi-generational game of Spoons resulting in literal bloodshed for several family members.

Demolished Easter Basket

Yeah, that’s right. I’m writing about Easter Sunday 2014, which I realize was three months ago, but there’s a reason for that. Let me do my thing here and I promise I’ll get there. Cool? Cool.

We’d just gotten back home from the festivities at about four in the afternoon. My daughter, who had fallen into a post-candy coma in the car, was still passed out on the couch, while my son was assessing his toy/sweets inventory on the living room floor, unpacking his three Easter baskets (yes, the Easter Bunny visited both grandparents’ houses, too) and lining up his loot.

I am not a napper, but after the day we’d had out in the Arizona heat, I was just about to nod off when the silence was broken.

Very dramatically.

“JOHN!!!”

It was my wife. I’ll admit that my initial reaction was annoyance because she’d used her Desperately Important Tone of Voice, which is usually reserved for Dire Emergencies, like when it is critical that I retrieve a box of her scarves I did not even know existed from the top shelf of our closet, or when a bug that was “crawling across the floor, trying to eat her” turns out to be a ball of lint. You know, the heavy shit.

Sighing lazily, I rose from the couch. “I’ll be right back, Buddy,” I told my son.

“Okay, Daddy,” he said, eyes still on his gear. “I’m just going to sit here and line up all of the things that the Easter Bunny brought me because I got a lot of things and I’m putting them in a line so I can see the ones that I have and then I’m going to play wiff them.”

“Sounds good, Buddy.”

I headed into our bedroom, ready to be underwhelmed by my wife’s latest “crisis.” But when I saw her standing in the bathroom with ET-sized eyes, I knew right away that something was different. This might actually be A Big Deal.

"E.T. phone husband."

“E.T. phone husband.”

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Who Searched That?

People search the weirdest things on the Internet, and when they do, sometimes they visit my blog.

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For those who don’t know, when you have a blog, you receive statistics about people who visit your site, and one of them is “Search Terms.” Basically, whenever someone runs a search on a site like Google, sees your site, and clicks on it, your blogging service tells you what that person was searching for when they reached your blog.

Most of the time, these search terms make sense. For example, many people find Twinfamy by searching “stay at home dad with twins.” However, every once in a while, I get some weird ones which make me wonder, “Who searched that?”

Many of these search terms are way too entertaining not to share, so some blogger friends and I started a site to showcase these search-term oddities and share our musings as to who might actually be searching for them.

Fittingly, it’s called Who Searched That? and can be found at http://whosearchedthat.wordpress.com.

You’ll also find the inaugural post entitled “Desperately Seeking Ear Deformities,” written by Yours Truly.

Hope you enjoy, and will check back often. If not, please continue to lurk here on Twinfamy daily.

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