Friday, January 13, 2006

Warning: TMI

Caris pooped just now, and then called me to come help her. We flushed and she said, "Bye bye poops! Mommy, where the poop lives?" I told her it lives in the sewer and she said, "Can I go in there? Noooo . . . I get all dirty in there; I have to take a baff."

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