The other day I was sitting on the floor playing with The Mayor in his bedroom.
All of a sudden, I needed to go to the bathroom.
It happens.
So I told The Mayor where I was going, got up and made my way.
His father came into his room and asked The Mayor where I had gone.
The Mayor told him, "She had a poop in her pants."
Sunday, July 02, 2006
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Still no comments? Well... I guess this a case of "what can you say?"!
At least he didnt ask to see it coming out of your butt.
HA! I love it! So cute...one time the neighbor boy (around 4 years old) was helping me in the garden and then he jumped up, holding his crack and running for home and he turned around and yelled to me, "I'll be right back, I just have to get ONE poop out of my bottom, okay?!"
OMG! Both of those stories are hysterical. Jeeeez!
I can't wait for the potty humor from my boys!!!
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