If you find the following post a vilesome story that should not be written anywhere let alone in a public blog, then you are one of them.
On the other hand, if you give a shrug and a slight smile and say, "Yup," then you are one of us.
Julian's latest performances (note the plural):
He walks up to within one foot of me.
"Dad, I have crusty poops in my butt."
He then turns around, pulls his underwear down, bends way over, and using his hands, spreads his butt cheeks wide apart so that I get the best view possible.
Friday, March 16, 2007
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