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We're leaving the house . . . (bum bum, bum bum)
Forgetting my keys . . . (bum bum, bum bum)
And also the child . . . (BUM BUM, bum bum)
Who's off running wild . . . (BUM BUM, bum bum)
His diaper is soiled . . . (BUM BUM, bum bum)
Too long have I toiled . . . (BUM BUM, bum bum)
Just trying to depart . . . (BUM BUM bum bum BUM)
Thought I was smart . . . (BUM BUM BUM)
But my phone and son have . . . disappeared (BUM BUM BUM bum bum bum BUM BUM)
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7 Comments:
Hysterical. And terrifying. It takes me eons just to dog-proof the house before I leave... Lord help me when there are children involved.
All so true. What is it about the front door opening that triggers a bowl movement in toddlers?! I suppose it's better than once on the road...but really? I'm so haggard by the time I get in the car that I don't even want to go out in public.
This had me literally LOL'ing it is sooo true!!! These kids hold it in I think until they see our keys in hand and the front door unlocked!
Haha!! Hilarious!
Everyday!
Hahahahaha. And leaving the house is in some ways the benchmark of almost all childrearing. When they grow up, they leave with keys, or large suitcases, in hand.
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