It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Fourteen
The official count is in. Between my two children, there were fourteen poopy diapers today (including the one without an actual diaper). I deserve a medal.
6 comments:
Ahhh, a sigh of relief that it's you and not me!!!!! ha ha
That's pretty gross. We don't want to know.
Wasn't it you that put a post about Princess P eating her own poop?
WOW!!! That is amazing!!!
oh. my. gosh. seriously? i meannnnn. wow.
and i was THINKING about coming down to visit in may...hmmmm. :)
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I promise that was not the (exact) norm. If you come in May, I swear I won't make you change a single poop!
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