Warning: Contains Graphic Language
I'm just sitting here at the computer checking my emails listening to my daughter describe to her father not only HER poops but her brother's as well.
"Dad, today I had a very slimy poop. I tried to wipe it and wipe it but I just couldn't get it all and Debbie had to help me."
"And, Dad, Jack had TWO poops today when he was in BED!"
How can you help but smile really?