Viking Sperm

So, Trevor is insanely proud of his “viking sperm”.

As I’ve said before, we were taking precautions against pregnancy.  And we get pregnant anyways. WITH TWINS.

(On a side note and future blog post, this pregnancy has really increased my testimony that God is there, He loves us and He has a plan.)

He has felt this a major accomplishment on his behalf.

He might have been quoted as saying, “I bet you only released one egg and one of my sperm went in there and forced out another one!”

(I love typing stuff like this with the knowledge that most likely our kids will read this when they’re older and be totally grossed out. I WIN!)

So, over some lovely dinner conversation with Trevor’s best friend, Brock, we were explaining the whole, “we shouldn’t be pregnant thing”, and Trevor was all proud of his Viking sperm.

Brock says, “During a football game, Trev’s knee would completely pop out (he tore some major stuffs (I don’t know what all) in his knee and had to have surgery before his last year playing at SUU) and Trevor would just pop it back in and go back out on the field. I believe his sperm could do anything.”

HAHAHA….. Oh my.

Love,

Brittney