Seriously now, what is a blog from a mother of young children without a little potty humor. So yesterday was Laney's actual birthday. All evening we heard, "I get first piece of pizza because its my birthday." "I get to roll the dice first because its my birthday." "I get to sit here because its my birthday." You get the picture right. So, when we caught Ashley with her finger up her nose, I gently reminded her, "Please go to the bathroom and blow your nose, do not stick your finger up there and then put it in your mouth." Laney looked over at Ashley and said with all seriousness, "On my birthday...you would do that on my birthday. How gross." Apparently such a terrible offense on another day might be tolerable, but not on her birthday!
No comments:
Post a Comment