Saturday, August 18, 2007

Stinky

On a phone call to Mr. T.

"Peanut wants to talk to you."

Totally unprompted, "Daddy's stinky".

Loud roars of laughter from me. "Did you hear that? I told you."

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Peanut was getting her diaper changed.

"Momma's stinky".

"No, sweety, that is you. You made a stinky."

"Momma's stinky."

"No, i don't think you can blame for that one."

To her credit, her diaper was exceptionally stinky this morning.

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