My children and I have apparently morphed into one being. My son just walked into the room picking his nose. When I gave him that, “dude, what are you doing ?” look, he says to me: “What are you picking?” Huh? I reply, “Nothing! You are picking YOUR nose man!” and he says (totally confused) “What? I thought that was you.” Then he walked out of the room.
…and there is our day.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
We are officially one being
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Bonding,
Family,
Poop and Other Normal Things,
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I think you need to put that one into a comic strip. I can just picture the Family Circle....
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