Yesterday Lolli and I took Yari to Quaker State to get the oil changed. Lolli was running around the little waiting area, quietly entertaining herself.
All of a sudden, she got really still and just stood there for a few minutes. She comes walking over to me all bowlegged and says, "Mama I have poo poo in my panties."
I said, "What?! How did that happen?"
"I just farting a lot."
No, Darling. You weren't farting. You sharted and now I'm the one who has to clean it up in the Quaker State bathroom...where they don't even have paper towels so I have to wrap poopy panties in toilet paper and shove them into my Juicy Couture purse.
Thanks.
4 comments:
Ugh. The joys of motherhood huh?
Baahahahaha!! On the bright side, now you have something "juicy" in your juicy couture purse. Fitting!
Don't worry, I just read this to Chad and he almost sharted because he was laughing so hard. The "juicy couture purse" got him. Ha!
Love it! Good story!
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