After 45 minutes shut up in the bathroom, Kaitlyn pooped. In her pull-up. You must be kidding. Nope. My child has figured out advanced engineering. She figured out how to jump rope. She figured out how to make me sing an entire song about poop but she can't figure out how to crap on the toilet. Is this a joke?
To make the joke better, Kylie woke up from her nap covered in poop. Now she only poops every three days so it wasn't an ordinary baby crap. I have also been picking boogers from her nose for two weeks. I am impervious to any sort of bodily fluid. Bring it on!!!
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