Quid pro quo, literally translated, means "this for that." Nowadays, Quid pro quo (QPQ) is mainly used in the context of sexual harassment in the workplace (i.e. you can get a raise if...). Why am I lecturing you on the ins and outs of sexual harassment? Am I an amateur Latin enthusiast? No. The sad truth is that, from time to time, QPQ rears its ugly head in the marriage of our protaganists, Jeremy and Joy.
And so the stage is set to break some big news: After months of haggling, our heroes came to resolution on a matter that was shaping up to be a stalemate. At the end of Act I, our heroes were at an impasse regarding having a third child. Jeremy, being an upstanding man teeming with logic and intelligence, felt that a third child was the most ridiculous idea since the Brady Bunch movie. Joy, being an emotional imp prone to impulsivity and being manipulated by maternal inSTINKS, felt strongly that a third child was the soup du jour.
After months of prayer, discussion, and countless passive-aggressive jabs and not-so-subtle hints, our heroes fell victim to negotiating. Jeremy, being the sagacious head of household, realized that it was inevitable that Joy would become pregnant. After all, he reasoned, even birth control pills had previously failed to stem the relentless tide of birth. Joy, being well-schooled in the wiles of womanhood, knew that her husband's weaknesses (namely, his immense sense of style, his intuition about what is cool, and tendency to be a total trensetter) could be capitalized upon. Being a 50% logical, rationale, couple of people, it seemed natural to look for a "win-win" situation.
And so it was that on Friday, July 4th, 2008, "3BT," the 3rd Birth Treaty, was ratified. Undoubtedly, many readers will be curious about several things: 1) how could 2 be so shallow as to negotiate the creation of a life in such cold, business-like black and white terms, 2) how could our heroine possibly be compelled to voluntarily have a 3rd pregnancy, a 3rd labor & delivery, and a 3rd 18-year sentence of parenthood, and 3) what price did our heroine have to pay? What was the price of the yet unnamed #3?
Alas, that tale will be told another day. Stay tuned, dear readers, for more information about the ratification of 3BT its effects on our heroes.
.......this my dear friends, was written by my dear husband. I don't even know what half of these words mean. :) I have a character on my hands.
12 comments:
Does that mean you're having three? I could really use another pal in this boat:)
I thought that sounded more like Jer! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! A good attitude to deflect off of. Ask Larry how he got roped into our "boy" effort! You can reason with her, but you can't talk her out of the cries of her heart!
After not planning our first two, and then encountering great difficulties before receiving our third child, Steve and I ended up on polar opposite sides of this issue when discussing a 4th child. Our stalemate lasted just over a year and I remember at one point we didn't even speak to each other for 3 days!
But in hindsight I can see where waiting that year was God's plan because of other obstacles we were about to face that year. And now with 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls, our family size feels perfect!
I remember praying over and over for God to change my heart or change his, and eventually we came together, both of us fully wanting #4!
Does this mean the third is imminent?! Are you going to create the second/third (for you) baby boom between your 'Snatch friends?! I like the tit-for-tat method of child bearing, very 21st century. :)
Here is a basketball analogy I've heard about having kids--it might be helpful to Jeremy...having two kids is like playing man-to-man --you can pretty much stop whatever comes at you with a little help-defense. Having three kids is like going to a zone defense. You realize some things will get through but you just accept that this is the best defense for who you're playing and you hope that you don't get killed.
What is the compromise? Could Jeremy get a full year of foot rubs, waxes, and endless chocolate milk? C'mon I'm curious! Good for you two:)
I think I am going to be jealous--
hmmm...does this have anything to do with that scooter Jer's been talking about? I say, make it happen! I need another neice or nephew! :)
I am thoroughly confused.
But then again, what's new. :)
Scott read it too. Now we are both very curious. One wonders...is Jeremy just having a little fun at the innocent blog-readers' expense?
Well, whatever happens, we definitely enjoyed the Shakespearean (sp?) prose from Mr. Stockett.
Seriously, he needs to be your guest poster more often! ;-)
Jeremy, you are falling down on your posting duties. Where is the sequel? It's been a day already. Everbody is waiting....
Dude, have the third child. It's the icing on the cake. I'm so thankful for my little Jacky Poo. He is the icing on the cake of motherhood.
After he actually came out, that is.
Yay Joy! I seriously had to s l o w l y read that entire posting so I could get the jist of it!:) Congrats on your upcoming little bundle, you wiley woman!!:)
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