Thursday, January 10, 2008
There is a difference, you know...
Carter was not feeling too well the other day and had a case of the diarrhea. He had to make a couple of mad dashes to the toilet to take care of business. Brodi asked him if he was feeling alright and he replied: "I feel OK mommy, its my pooper that hurts." I guess we need to be more specific in what we ask: 'So Carter, how is your pooper today?'
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It is a good thing that Carter can't read yet. I wonder if he would like everyone talking about his pooper. I personally think it is very funny. But even funnier would be the fact that Carter can in fact actually read. I have always said the kid is brilliant! I think if I were you, I would watch my back.
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