Wednesday, October 20, 2010

A Post on Poop.

Sometimes, when Max poops, we do this:


And then this:


He's a little stinker, but he's our little stinker.
Also, Mr. C. made me really mad last week and I made him sign a contract that he had to change all of the little stinker's poopy diapers for seven days (that he was home for, obviously).

That ends today at roughly eleven pm.

Shucks.

P.S. Anyone want to tell me how to lose thirteen pounds?