I'll add this incident to my arsenal to use the next time my sister nags about how long it's taking me to plan kids.
"Mommy! I pooped!"
My half-brother once did something similar to what li'l Burger did...except we were in a hotel room and the victim was a potted plant in the corner.
Posted by Tiffany at January 5, 2005 12:57 PMTiffany,
There are many of us, me included, who find a twisted humor in luring unsuspecting nieve non-kid havers into wanting kids.
What we really mean to say is "Come on in Tiffany join us. We secretly hate you because you have the option to stay up late, drink, go out to a club or bar, SLEEP-IN on the weekends, have a sex life, and use the restroom in private. We want you to join us so we don't have to hate you."
=)
Posted by: Ella at January 5, 2005 04:08 PMps- That poor plant!
Posted by: Ella at January 5, 2005 04:09 PMYou know, Ella, that seems so obvious that it HAS to be true!
Posted by: Tiffany at January 5, 2005 04:42 PMHey, I posted earlier, but it's not here?
Anyway, that's just "craptacular"! Don't you just want to know what movie that kid was standing in front of? Everyone's a critic.
Kids are really a pain and all, but you have to have them for the entertainment value alone. That and the humility. Oh and the little arms that they wrap around you and say "You're the best mommy... (you're melting at this point) in the deep blue sea." Huh? Deep blue sea? Okay, little guy that narrows it down, doesn't it? Oh well, the actual words "you're the best mommy" are the ones that count. I'll take what I can get.
Posted by: Momotrips at January 5, 2005 07:28 PMHave you seen some of the stuff Blockbuster is offering. Trust me, if she had shelved it, someone would have rented it.
:)