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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.)

I won't let that Halloween go! I won't, I tell you.

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