Thursday, January 22, 2015

A memory for the baby book...

I was in the kitchen making dinner while Outdoor Guy played with Emily in her room.  Pretty soon, I hear her door open and she goes racing down the hall.  Outdoor Guy saunters into the kitchen, laughing.  When I asked him what he was laughing at, he said the two of them had been enjoying a rather fancy and formal tea party.  They were being quite dainty when all of a sudden, Emily jumped up, declared "I have to POOP!" and ran to the bathroom.

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