Saturday, November 12, 2011

Poop

Any time I have a thought fly through my mind that I may want more children in the future,
someone immediately gets poop stuck/smeared in a place in the house where there should never be poop.
The cleanup is so complex, it's almost if it were a trick designed by the Maker Himself.
 
And then I remember, 
raising babes and tots is about, 
more than anything else,
 


...wrangling with poop.

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