Wednesday, October 8, 2008
"P"ee is for Peyton
Peyton has made a new friend. One he runs too every chance he gets. In fact, I have a hard time keeping the two of them apart. He decided to be sneaky today (and I forgot to close the door) and I heard him go in to play. I ran to stop him, but didn't quite make it. Wouldn't you know it, his friend had a bit of a present waiting for him. Avery didn't totally take care of business the last time she played with the friend. I got to him right after he put both hands in. I'm still dry heaving.
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our kids have the same taste in friends.
OK, I'm totally reading between the lines here, but I assume his friend was the inside guts of a pumpkin? Total dry heave worthy.
My kids have all made the same such friend! Thank goodness Olivia is over that stage!!
Remember the time Zach dunked his head in the toilet and used the excuse that Hannah wouldn't let him out unless he did it? And remember that Hannah was only 2 which means that Zach was 5--nice one!!
Yikes. And you hoped your kids wouldn't have friends with bad influences until they were teenagers.
I just threw up all over my laptop. Thanks....
Nice, have you ever had one that goes in the bathtub? One of mine went through that stage, it is nasty to clean up then you have to sanitize the tub and the toys that were in it at the time and then wash the kid all over. By the way, I wish my bathroom toilet looked that nice :0)
Kristen, what are you talking about? My boy is 3 1/2 and he is STILL in that phase!
Time to stock up on the Purell!
I iwsh my kids would be friends with the toilet... :)
Thanks...I'm eating dinner right now! Well, I was.
At least it was only "dry" heaves. Cuz, I know at my house, with my weak stomach, I would have had another whole mess to clean up. Sorry... hate those naughty bad friends.
That reminds me of when Josh was around 2-ish and I had really bad morning sickness at the time while expecting Claire...and I gave Josh a bath and he did #2 in the bathtub and I had to take it out all by myself with my rubber gloves on and I was throwing up all over the place while so doing and made even more mess for myself and poor Josh was crying and screaming watching me heave all over...Yah, I know, too much information, but it's such a fond memory...
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