Baby walks into the kitchen.
Her hand is firmly placed down her pants in her butt crack.
(Just setting the scene)
"What are you doing?" Mrs F asks.
"My butt itches." Baby replies.
"Oh. Okay, well, your butt is germ-y... so... I need you to go wash your hands." Mrs F explains.
"OKAY!" Baby yells enthusiastically and runs top speed for the bathroom.
Several minutes later Baby emerges from the bathroom.
"I washed my hands, Mom." Baby announces.
"Great, thanks." Mrs F replies.
"Don't worry, they're not germ-y, I used your toothbrush!" Baby says excitedly.
Showing posts with label not to fear... it turned out to have been Mr F's... phew... that was a close one. Show all posts
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Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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