Guess what my kid's into these days?
Massive power dumps that leak up his back causing me to shriek, gag, run around like a mad woman preparing emergency baths, outfit changes and last minute laundry loads.
Haha. You thought I was going to say he's into stuffed animals or trains or something.
Poop.
Poop. That's right, this mini-blog was brought to you by the word poop. Everybody does it.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
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1 comment:
LOL! I loved this post. If you like, I'll steal a box of gloves from work for you. Sounds like you need them more than I do. :)
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