Ok if I make it through the entire month with only two guest posts I did ok, right?

Because, honestly? If I had thought of guest posting earlier in the month I would have invited all my blogger peeps and not written a word for the whole month! But as it is, I’m an effing moron, and didn’t think of it until the day before I left for Disney.*

But today I am LUCKY to welcome a NON effing moron, Stefanie from ooph.com (@ooph on twitter- go. stalk.) stop over here to Pajamas and Coffee and deliver the following guest post**:

Horny Isn’t Just for Toads

by Stefanie at ooph.com

Yesterday I walked a friend through setting up her Facebook account.   I had just said, “the most important thing to know is that everything you post on your wall or anyone else’s can be viewed by everyone”, when my Facebook screen changed because someone had posted a new “status” report.  

 For those of you not on Facebook, each day when you log on at the top of your home page it says “Stefanie is” and then you fill in the blank with your status.  Hopefully something interesting, but as people prove daily, sometimes not so much.

 I look to see who has just posted and it is my 13 year old son Keenan.

Keenan

aka: Kman
Age: 14
“Special” Qualities: Door slamming, stomping and eye rolling (can do it all in one impressive motion).
Best Qualities: The softest kindest heart, hysterical and quite charming when he tries.. 

His status? “Keenan is horny”.  I seriously spit my water across the room.  Not kidding, right out of a movie, spit my water out.  

 I reread his status and see that my younger son’s friend has already read and commented on Keenan’s status with “wow”.  Panic sets in as I begin imagining all of the parents of our kid’s friends reading about my 13 year olds desire to have sex with their daughters.  I start to write a comment of my own that goes something like this, “You are soooooo grounded”, but remembered reading an article about Facebook no-nos if you want your kids not to hide their account from you.

 Instead, I formulate a brilliant plan.  One that will mortify my son beyond words.  Thus causing him to think these things through in the future and never embarrassing himself or me on Facebook again.  

 I text him these four words, “How horny are you?”  

 Within five seconds, Quick Draw Mcgraw hits me back with, “WHAT????????” 

 Feeling quite smug, I hit back, “I saw what you posted on Facebook.”  

 He responds with, “What are you TALKING about?”  

 Uh oh.  The story unfolds like this.  Keenan had checked his Facebook account on his friend’s iphone (because all 13 year olds should have iphones) but neglected to log off.  His friend thought it would be hysterical to post that his buddy Keenan was horny.  

 Thankfully my son has a really good sense of humor.  When he got in the car that afternoon he took one look at me and busted out laughing.  As I drifted off to sleep last night I kept thinking the same thing over and over again, “No 13 year old boy should EVER receive a text from his mother saying, ‘How horny are you?’”   

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*as you read this I am probably in line for the Haunted Mansion for the 1,366th time. Yeah. It’s my fave.

** If it wasn’t BEYOND FREAKIN CREEPY I would say the ooph kid is totally cute.