I'm barely out of bed and really considering going back for a "nap" when I hear a commotion from the living room involving the boys. Shortly thereafter, Zack somes running up to me and says, "Mommy! Ian made me drink his pee!"
What a way to start the day.
Exactly how does a 3 yo "make" a 7 yo drink his pee? Well, apparently it involves wrestling and a pair of boxer shorts instead of tighty whities. I really don't want to imagine.
So the quote of the day is: "Mommy, the taste of pee isn't a taste that tastes good!"
1 comment:
eeewwwwww!!
so glad you didn't tell me this over the phone! i would hate to gag all over the sales floor at joannes!
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