Numbers 1-4 run around acting out a Star Wars battle scene.
Number 3 says, "Mom, I pooted. And it's wet."
We all go to the family restroom.
I strip Number 3, throw away his underwear, re-dress him and he says, "Cool, now I can go commando!"
Numbers 1-4 run around acting out a Star Wars battle scene.
We walk (and by "walk" I mean run like wild horses) out.
Another day, another story,
Em

2 comments:
What a perfect glimpse at motherhood. Ha!!
Hi! Thanks for stopping by today! I can't wait to browse your blog...too tired tonight though (C:
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