Scene: I am changing Squirmy E at the wrong time. One can never tell when the surprise poop attack will sneak up on you. As I reach for the wipes, I hear the explosion. Then I see the results of it on the changing table. The following dialogue takes place...
Me: "Husband, you have to come see this! It looks like...like hot & sour soup!"
Husband walks casually into the room. Surveys the hot & sour soup like poo.
Husband: "We haven't had Chinese for a long time. We should order in Chinese tonight"
Husband casually walks out of nursery and back up to his office.
Clearly we need to get out more...
1 comment:
Was Ethan hungry in an hour?
Did you order in? Don't leave us hanging. :-)
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