A quick quote of the day:
I'm sitting on the couch, lost in the world of sweet Ava Jane, thinking of how all is good in my beloved home and in my beloved children when Nate bounds down the stairs with the most interesting news to share. I give him my full attention and with a very serious and intense look in his wide eyes he says,
"Mommy, Eli had a BIIIIIIIIIG BROTHER chunk of poop in his diaper this time!"
Nice...
Why Nate, inspector of all things squishy and brown, has to compare poop to people and examine it trying to decide whether or not Eli had eaten raisins the night before is beyond me.
All I can figure is that a fascination with poop is passed down from generation to generation.
I'm sitting on the couch, lost in the world of sweet Ava Jane, thinking of how all is good in my beloved home and in my beloved children when Nate bounds down the stairs with the most interesting news to share. I give him my full attention and with a very serious and intense look in his wide eyes he says,
"Mommy, Eli had a BIIIIIIIIIG BROTHER chunk of poop in his diaper this time!"
Nice...
Why Nate, inspector of all things squishy and brown, has to compare poop to people and examine it trying to decide whether or not Eli had eaten raisins the night before is beyond me.
All I can figure is that a fascination with poop is passed down from generation to generation.
1 Comments:
Finally! (I know this coming from a mere toddler of the blogging art...) I will now look forward to daily giggles and hearty outbursts as I read of the in and outs of the griffin household...sad sort of when I live minutes from you and work downstairs from Ben.
Oh well...sometimes things can be funnier when read in the solitude of your dungeon of an office. (Shh...don't tell anyone I read blogs at work)
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