Stop me if you've heard this one before.
In the span of one hour, my beautiful, perfect son has barfed down the front of my shirt, peed on me, pooped on me, and barfed down the back of my shirt. Anybody know what time it is? That's right! IT'S DADDY TIME! And time for a shower. And maybe some laundry.
posted by Jennifer @ 7:20 PM
2 Comments:
Amazing, isn't it, how dead-on their aim is?
Sorry....daddies are for playing with them, AFTER they've barfed and pooped and peed. That's why they call it "mother love."
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