So my wife is pregnant (thank you…thank you). While this is our second pregnancy, I still laugh out loud when I hear or read a story of a man…simply not thinking.

A fellow Twitterer (@secretlifeofkat) and blog reader friend, Kat, is freakin’ hilarious. If you need a laugh go here and read—now! And if you act now, she’ll throw in these simple words of advice…

If you are a man talking to a pregnant woman. There are two phrases that are safe to say:

1. You’re going to be a great mom.
2. You look great.

Don’t elaborate. Don’t comment. Just leave it there. Otherwise, bring your shovel.

Also, check this out…

• The Grocery Store with Children Challenge

Don’t be a stranger. Post a comment. She’ll hit you back…right Kat!?!

8:15pm: I kissed my wife goodbye as she got in the car to go home. My buddy, Jim Cowart, and I were in the middle of an interesting conversation about politics and government. I told Kristy that I’d wrap it up in 10 to 15 minutes. We were no where close to ending the topic of discussion.

9:42pm: Still talking. Jim’s wife calls. He answers—on speaker phone. All I could hear was the tone in Stephanie’s voice. It didn’t matter what she said. What mattered was, he was late getting home. I hung in suspense as I watched Jim wiggle through the call. It was clear that he made a mistake in not contacting his wife…until she said, “Kristy just called me looking for Kyle…” —oh no.

9:44pm: Whip the phone out of my back pocket like a cowboy drawing his six-shooter. I’ve missed two calls and a text message—oh no.

9:45pm: “Hi babe…” That’s all I got to say before I too, got an earful.

What proceeded to come out of my wife’s mouth for the next few minutes was motivated out of pure concern and worry. I had told her I’d be home and I wasn’t. Her frustration and worry was well deserved. However, out of the frustration came a couple of really funny comments.

Kristy: Have you solved the world’s problems yet?
Kyle: We’re about to. I think we’re getting close.
Kristy: Well good, because you’re gonna have some more to deal with when you get home!

A minute later…

Kyle: Do you want me to bring some chocolate home? Would that make you feel better?
Kristy: You better bring something good home!

Not that Jeff will actually read this blog post—he’s too busy checking email every 30 seconds—but he and I were discussing a myriad of things the other night and I urged him to start a blog. He reluctantly agreed, but I think he could use some encouragement to get it started. So, if you know Jeff, and even if you don’t, won’t you send him an email asking him to start a blog. Simply copy and paste the following and send to jbuchanan@new-song.com. I know that he’d LOVE to hear from you.

Dearest Jeff,

You may, or may not know me, but I, along with many others, have a question, Please sir, will you start a blog?

Yes!
{your name}

thanks friends.