Sunday, April 26, 2009
No end to the joys of Motherhood.
McKay comes to me holding out his finger saying, "mommy, mommy". I assume that he hurt his finger and without paying much attention I bend down and kiss it. As I kiss it, I also smell it. So it turns out that he was not hurt after all he was showing me the poop on his finger. That's right, I kissed the poop.
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So you should put that on your other Parenting blog....ie: always stop, look and smell before you kiss anything. Tough lesson.
mmmmmm super tasty i bet. :-)
ROFL!!! Enjoy
I'm so done that, but it was a booger. I think you win with da poop. Awesome.
This made me laugh out loud when I was all by myself. That means it was REAL funny!!
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