Sunday, May 31, 2009

everybody poops ...

Upon putting Dilly to bed tonight, I overheard Doodle singing in her room. At first I thought I was mistaken. No, she couldn't be saying that. No way. But my ears weren't playing tricks on me. Doodle was singing about feces. Her song went a little something like this ...

"I go big poop. And baby poop. Oh, Baby Dilly poops. And Daddy poops. My friend poop. Dizzle poop. Poop. Poop. Poop."

Apparently, I don't poop. But that is a completely different subject.

2 comments:

Zahara Raze said...

You always had poopie problems, T...

runningwithsass said...

oh from the mouthes of babes! lol!