Monday, 06 July 2009

• Poop or Chocolate?

  All giggles and wiggles he ran into the bathroom.  For a moment, we didn't hear anything which is never a good sign  Since we are horrible parents, we don't bother going in to see what the silence is about.  Besides, it was only long in baby time.  I am sure John spent an eternity debating his next move.

  

  He flushed the toilet.  Judging from the sound of the flush, nothing was placed in the toilet to create an epic John-John mess.  Proud of his accomplishment, he peeked his little head and gave the best little John laugh.

   

  Then came the familiar pitter-patter-stomp-stomp-stomp-stomp of John zooming around the room.  I hear a gasp from my husband.
  

  I die laughing.  I knew exactly what happened.  Before I could explain, Jim had John in his arms, he threw him on the bed and begin wiping.  John still kicking, squealing, and giggling.

  Finally I said, "I guess he finally spit the Oreo out, huh?"

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