We arrived at the daycare a little early this afternoon to pick up Zane. He saw us from across two classrooms and he ran to us. It was obvious to everyone there--parents, kids, teachers and the like--that Zane was excited to see us. That is very gratifying to a parent after a long hard day, to see your child running toward you, grinning from ear to ear, eyes shining with joy. Yelling at the top of his lungs...
"MAMA! I MADE A STINKY POOP!" He was very proud of this accomplishment, obviously.
I saw a whole lot of grinning and snorting from the other adults in the place. I started to feel a little embarassed, but then I decided that making a stinky poop made him happy. Anything that makes my child happy that doesn't involve shaved Llamas is a good thing.
But what if it DID involved shaved llamas.... what, then?
ReplyDeleteThat would then be a hairy situation.
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