Sometimes, by the sound of what's going on at the tail end of Sam, I expect to see some type of magma-like flow coming from what can only be described as a volcanic eruption.
Along those lines, he's had some pretty rank diapers recently.
Bob, almost always says, "Uggghh, that smells like human poop!"
Which actually clears some things up because here I was thinking I had given birth to a puppy dog.
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This REALLY cracked me and Chris up. By the way. Poopy diapers really just give so many opportunities for laughs. And to prove that Mommies have stronger stomachs than Daddies.
Ahhh, poop. You never think about it as much as when you have little ones. I've been laid up in bed for the past 48 hours (praise God that Matthew was off from work anyway) and when my dear hubby banged open our bedroom door yesterday afternoon I could just tell by the look on his face that he had just changed one of Rae's poopies. "Skunk?" I asked him. "YES!!" he was so pitiful. Something about that hypoallergenic formula...
Oh Bob.....Rebe
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