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.
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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