SoCS — Parenthood

My wife and I were bundled up one night last winter in our bungalow by the lake when she told me the news that she had a bun in the oven. Let me be abundently clear when I tell you that I was thrilled. Yes, my wife and I would shortly be bringing our first little bundle of joy into our family.

Of course, I admitted to my honeybuns that I was worried. This would be our first child and I was worried that I might bungle things, being a new dad and all. But she assured me that I was not a bungler and that I would handle the responsibilities of being a new father quite well. She was not at all concerned about me bungling things.

And with that, we bunched up next to one another and cuddled, as we sat there in front of the warmth of the fire savoring our future together with our new baby.


Written for the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda G. Hill. The challenge is to find a word that contains “bun” or use it as a word all by itself.

8 thoughts on “SoCS — Parenthood

  1. baddadcartoons101 March 30, 2018 / 11:50 pm

    How nice, my wife and my story was: “go get a pregnancy test… I’m late”. “Oh shit it’s positive now what do we do!” But it all worked out well! The feet in the picture do resemble our feet remarkably well.

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  2. Sight11 March 31, 2018 / 3:42 am

    I ate a bun, a long time ago. I ate it while watching the Bugs Bunny show. I also wanted to try out Bungee Jumping, but because of a bunion avoided it. You may feel like this is bunkum, but it’s not, at least not for me.

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  3. newepicauthor March 31, 2018 / 7:13 am

    If you have twins, then you can get bunk beds. Although that may become overabundant.

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