Dear Mom and Dad,
This past Saturday morning, I tried calling you, but there was no answer. I do have to tell you, though, what happened while your phone was ringing.
Settling down in a chair, I decided to nurse the baby and give you a call. (I am always doing two things at once.) After the first ring, I looked over at Happy. He had just used the bathroom and was sitting on the floor struggling to put on his underwear.
On the second ring, I saw a mass still stuck between his little butt cheeks. I gasped in a choking breath and yelled, "Get off the carpet! You told me you wiped your butt! Go back to the bathroom and wipe your butt right now!"
On the third ring, I yelled for Grumpy. "Grumpy! Get a wet washcloth and wipe the two dots of poopy off the carpet right now!" The poor kid runs for the washcloth and gets the poopy off the carpet by the fourth ring.
By the time I got your voicemail, Mom and Dad, Happy was in the bathroom remedying his "mistake". It's never a dull moment.
This past Saturday morning, I tried calling you, but there was no answer. I do have to tell you, though, what happened while your phone was ringing.
Settling down in a chair, I decided to nurse the baby and give you a call. (I am always doing two things at once.) After the first ring, I looked over at Happy. He had just used the bathroom and was sitting on the floor struggling to put on his underwear.
On the second ring, I saw a mass still stuck between his little butt cheeks. I gasped in a choking breath and yelled, "Get off the carpet! You told me you wiped your butt! Go back to the bathroom and wipe your butt right now!"
On the third ring, I yelled for Grumpy. "Grumpy! Get a wet washcloth and wipe the two dots of poopy off the carpet right now!" The poor kid runs for the washcloth and gets the poopy off the carpet by the fourth ring.
By the time I got your voicemail, Mom and Dad, Happy was in the bathroom remedying his "mistake". It's never a dull moment.
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