Thursday, April 8, 2010

The King



Sadly, we are still teaching the Tornado how to go to the bathroom. He knows how to go, but unfortunately, he still relies on us to clean his back side afterwards. He gives it a try, but then we have to do the rest.


Last week he called me to come in and wipe his rear after going to the bathroom. As I was walking in, he yells for me to stop, he wants Mommy to do it instead. Then he yells for her to stop, and drops this one on us. "Mommy and Daddy race in to wipe my heiny!"


How secure with yourself, how high must your self-esteem be, if you think people are going to race to wipe your rear end? I mean really, is it that much of a treat that I would race someone else to complete that task?




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