Since we are solace for one another, how's about we tell the story of our names?

[Moosepoop]

138. Old family joke

When my oldest daughter was around 4 years old (she's now 41), I told her that I didn't love her any more, STUPIDLY thinking that she'd know I didn't mean it and tell me so! Instead, it broke her heart and she burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

When holding and hugging and telling her I didn't mean it had no effect, I told her that if I EVER said anything so silly again, she could look me right in the face and tell me I was full of moose poop!!! And THAT worked -- she was like "Really...?", and I said "Let's try it out -- I don't love you any more!" And she looked me right in the eye and yelled back "YOU'RE FULL OF MOOSE POOP!!!" and broke into gales of laughter. It was like being given permission to swear.

Moosepoop kind of grew out of that, and we still banter back and forth with it to this day.

I signed up with this username in 2005, long before the Sarah Palin debacle.