So how do you know if you've been alone in the house with no one to talk to but little children for too long? This is how, folks:
When you walk around the house for A GOOD PORTION OF THE DAY singing the following:
Horray for you
Horray for me
Horray, Horray
He did his poo poojie
In my defense, it is something to celebrate...Dillon has had constipation ever since we introduced solid foods in his diet.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
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About Me
- Dossy and Bossy
- I was born and raised in Japan and moved to the US about 15 years ago. I met my husband in California and we moved to Texas 9 years ago. We have lived in El Paso and Hewitt (near Waco). We are blessed with three beautiful children, Noah, Dillon and Zoe. I am currently an undergraduate at Baylor University majoring in Social Work.
4 comments:
Hooray for bowel movements! On the subject of constipation, I have devised a sweet nothing for you to whisper into Jeff's ear:
"...Im constipated with love for you, and youre my pepto-bismol."
You, my son, hold the distinction of being one of the few truly sick people I know. LMAO.
that's awesome. Congrats to the poo-monster for, well.. pooing. and Chris.. I laughed so hard I spit my coffee out. good stuff.
I'm related to a bunch of lunatics. Hurrah
Chris, I'll try that sweet nothing on some unsuspecting soul sometime and tell you how I fare.
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