#25 You May Have One Phobia, Anything More Than That And You Are Just Wimpy/Annoying

So this weekend we started building the chicken coop.  Well, that is a lie.  Hubby started building, I merely helped with the design, answered math questions and provided encouragement.  I am all about encouragement (and math if you must know).

We have decided to keep some chickens for the eggs and because we think that bebe boy will get a charge out of them.  No, we are not going to eat the birds themselves -- that is a little too natural, even for me.

The downside of this (brilliant) plan is that I am afraid of birds.  Terrified.  Scared poopless (trying to swear less now that bebe boy can repeat stuff).  I know it is a ridiculous fear but it is a fear nonetheless and I figure I can have one phobia if I want to.

Hubby does not like alligators.  I don't like birds (but I love 'gator handbags and shoes).  Bebe boy, you may have one ridiculous phobia.  But please don't let it be a fear of flying since travel is muy important to your parents.  And you may not also be afraid of elevators since Mommy hates climbing stairs.  But, other than that, quiver on, dear child.