Doesn't it make you glad you aren't the product of a one night stand?
It's easy to make babies. It takes so much more work to be parents.
That video is pretty funny. I doubt it will help IKEA sell furniture. The parents belong in the Funny Farm, yes. Their child? Child Protective Services lol.
Well I should point out to you Amyjo that the ad has never aired in the US.
I actually got it from an internet pal on another forum who happens to be a Norwegian exmo...... a baptized and confirmed member of the Friends of Joseph society.
Well ya know my own kids had quite a coming to terms with parental sexuality that thankfully didn't go beyond their old man's porn stash or their single mother's semi-discreet promiscuity.
Nothing to apologize for at least and for that I am grateful.
And I must also add that I am grateful for a parental legacy of love.
My coming to terms with parental hanky panky came one Sunday afternoon when I came home unexpectedly and interrupted what loving parents do when their young'uns are gone for the day.
I forget what I came home to get but thankfully my car pulling up gave ample time for them to hastily cover themselves with a sheet.
My mom pretended to be asleep but pop's heavy breathing gave them away.
The passing years have afforded me an appreciation of what a gift it was to be born into such a covenant.....that of true love.
I interrupted my parents sleep on at least a couple occasions as a child during the night because of things that go bump in the night that make a child frightened of the dark.
One night I thought I heard someone walking softly behind me as I tiptoed into my parents bedroom because of noises coming from my bedroom. So I screamed at the top of my lungs as I leapt into the middle of their bed from their bedroom doorway, waking them up from a deep sleep.
As soon as we were all settled again for the night with me tucked in between them, I felt something tickling my feet, and jumped again. My mom laughed because it was her feet tickling mine.
I am ever so grateful I didn't interrupt their whoopie sessions. That would've been even more disturbing on a whole nother level.
2 mornings after our wedding, we were camped at the Idaho Falls KOA and upon waking, enjoyed a rollicking love making session in our little camper (with the requisite rocking and noises). Got dressed, walked outside and were met with the icy judgmental glares of the (had to me TBM) parents of a young family in the next camp spot. I smiled, flashed my new wedding ring and gave them a "FUCK OFF WE'RE NEWLYWEDS" look. They hurried to pack up and leave....and I fired up the Hibachi and cooked breakfast.
My moment of realization. I was 13. My parents told me I was going to have a sleepover at my cousin's house in a city that was 100 miles from our little town. We drove up there and I was dropped off. The next morning, my dad picked me up and took me back to the hotel where they had stayed. I knew it was their 25th wedding anniversary but I did not connect any dots until I went into that room and suddenly it dawned on me. I think I even blushed when I realized that my parents "did that". What a funny memory!
Does anyone remember the tv show “ Freaks and geeks”? There was one episode where the parents were doing it in the bedroom and the kids came home with their friends , all with different reactions. Wimpy Sam and his friend Bill go “ Ew”, his friend Neal was trying to press his ear against the door. His sister seemed embarrassed, but her friend Kim thought it was cool that they still did it. I loved that show, same time I was in school, wish it lasted more than one season. It was very accurate. The 70s show was stupid.
Was on a trip withDW, and one of my grown sons and his girlfriend, they always oversleep in their own hotel room. The one time in his life he decides to meet us for breakfast on time, we were not at the table, he knocks on our hotel door and no one answers he's sure we have both died in the night or something, keeps banging on the door until finally I come to the door "Dad what are you doing in there?"
My Japanese wife refused to sleep in the same bed with me until our youngest son had almost turned seven years old. She felt it her obligation to sleep with the children. I got tired of sleeping alone because I have needs as a man. I tried to wait until my son was completely asleep before initiating any action with my wife with him in bed next to us. Sometimes I just think he was pretending to sleep but I didn't care. I tried to be covert with my wife but my son shocked me with his words one day when he was around four years of age. "Dad, why do you always get into bed with mom and me and start wiggling with mom? Mom seems sad." These were his words. Although she slept with him until he was seven years old, I quit my wiggling behavior once my son voiced his concern.
The worst is hearing your mom moaning from the back of the one-bedroom house where you live with three siblings. Looking at each other and wondering if mom is ok. Quietly crawling up the hallway hoping there isn't a burgler hurting mom, just to catch mom and dad doing the horizontal bogey. Then, crawling back to the one bedroom and looking at your two sibling sisters with furrowed brows wondering what in the F are mom and dad doing and why is mom moaning?
Inquiring minds want to know.
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DH and I told the kids we were going to watch a movie and take a nap in our bedroom on a Sunday afternoon.
Later DH called his dad because my FIL had said he was going to stop by to show DH a new rifle.
My FIL explained that he had in fact been to our house but that one of the kids had told him we were busy - daddy is bouncing mom naked on the bed - and he didn't want to interrupt!