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Teens and Babies

July 13th, 2005 Posted in Children

What happens when you tell teenage girls you’re going to have a baby? Squealing. Lots and lots of squealing.

One girl even heard the squealing, ran over and exclaimed, “That’s the sound that someone’s going to have a baby!”

What happens when you tell teenage guys you’re going to have a baby? Grunts, nods, blank stares. If you’re lucky they might muster a congratulations, but for most of them it doesn’t register. What does register? “You should name the baby Jimi.”

Haven’t heard that one before.

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. When I was a teenager my youth pastor announced to the youth group that his wife was pregnant by saying they’d be needing babysitting help in about nine months. Every girl in the room started squealing. I turned to the guy next to me with a puzzled look. I didn’t get it.

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