E: Mommmmeee, I need toilet paper.
Me: Jason, get it yourself.
E: I caaaan't, I'm on the potty.
Me: OK, be right there.
E: I made a biiiig poop-and it splashed my booty.
Me: Thanks for the information.
E: Mommy, what's funny about me?
Me: I don't know, what's funny about you?
E: Wook at my underwear.
Me: So fix it, it's twisted.
E: I can't-my underwear controls me.
Tuesday May 8, 2007 - 01:00pm (EDT)
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