Sooo...

I look around and all I see are all the fun blogs to read. Then I clicked on my drab ol' bloggy blog and wondered, "How could I spice this baby up?!"... so I sat and thought... and thought.. and ate a bowl of cereal and thought some more... and then I decided that, I'm a wee boring. So from now on I'm just going to blog whatever I feel like talking about and if you don't like it, that's ok because it's your own choice to click on this baby and you don't have to stop by and read about our lives if you don't want to.

What I'm thinking today is that I wish I had a really nice camera and a few photography classes under my belt. The reason is that I could have taken a neat picture of some poop... er... yeah, poop. It was gross. I didn't realize it had spewd out of Koys diaper... and all over his chair while he was eating lunch. He reached his curious little hand back to see what was going on and smeared the poop even more. To make matters worse, I was putting away groceries and didn't even notice. He just said, "All done!" and so I went over and scooped him up under his arm pits, and then pressed his little tooshy against me while I put my arm around his tummy so we could wash hands... then it hit me. There was an odd aroma in the air and I pulled him away from me and there was poop smeared all over my shirt. It was high and low and to make it worse, Koy then smeared it on my arm. Gag and then double gag... and gag once more just because it's nasty. Oh heavens. . .