Thursday, May 7, 2009
Koy's First Word
Might be shit. So yesterday we were about to leave the house and I smelled the muddy aroma coming from his diaper, so I plopped him down on the couch and went to work. I was using the plastic changing shield underneath his butt, and inside the diaper was this man-sized solid turd. I went for the wipes, and as I lifted his legs to get a good wipe the weight of the turd slid the diaper down the plastic changing shield and off the couch, landing face down on the carpet. First you see it, then you think it, then you say it, and sometimes you do it. So I cuss in front of my child and while passing the sacrament. I'll try harder but I'm making no promises, especially taking into account my DNA. I've even corrupted Sherrie. Just a little.
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4 comments:
That is hilarious. I probably would have said the same thing had that happened to me.
I am glad that I was able to miss out on that part of parenting! Though knowing my kids background their first word was probably worse!
Oh Justin...you kill me. Only you can get away with stuff like this. Only you.
It sounds like the Hall coming out in you for sure. LOL. Made me giggle to read your post. Your family is beautiful. I could seriously bite your little boy's cheek. Thanks for your comment on our blog. I thought a lot about Granny when we went through the temple and how blessed we are as her posterity because of her endless service in that sacred place. Take care of yourself and limit the vocabulary you teach that little man ok? :)
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