Thursday, August 25, 2011

Why You May Not Want Your Kids to Play With My Son's Toys. Or Borrow Our Rolling Pin.

Last night, I told the kids it was time to clean up. Diva was naked from the waist down, because that's how she rolls. Suddenly, she announced that she wanted to “poo out a car”. I watched in horror as she shoved Dude's Lightning McQueen between her cheeks, proceeded to squat and then watched it fall out.  She turned to me with a big smile, very proud of herself.  She's such a little lady.

I guess that wasn't as bad as the time I heard the following words come out of my mouth, "Get that rolling pin out of your va-jay-jay NOW!"

W T F!?!