Last Saturday Terron was working on framing the basement and left the garage door open. Dawsen escaped (of course) and I found him standing on the grass in the front yard. After a quick rebuke to get inside he said, "Mommy, there's poop on the grass!"
"Dog poop?" I replied
"No, MY poop!"
His underpants proved perfectly clean, but there was a little on his foot so I'm led to believe that he seriously dropped his drawers and unloaded in the front yard.
We are SO white trash. :)
Loving these boys.
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2 comments:
Hahahaha!!!!! that is hilarious!! :)
oh my that is hilarious!!
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