Friday, June 24, 2011
If you go to a picnic and see this
and your child, who is three, also sees this:
Be prepared to spend the next few weeks answering (or not) the following questions:
Was that dog wearing a diaper? (Hysterical laughter) Was she? (Hysterical laughter) Why was she? Did she poop in her diaper? (Hysterical laughter) Was it a big turd? Is it a poopy diaper? Was that dog wearing a diaper? (Hysterical laughter)
No joke, it's the gift that keeps on giving.
(Special thanks to Ester for being such a sport and posing for pictures. I think we can all agree that sometimes even something as benign as a picnic can bring out the nervous pooper in you.)
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