Cam : I'm going to play at Max's
Me : You can't hon, he's in Arizona
Cam : No he's not, Dora is
Me : No honey, if Dora was in Arizona she's be arrested and deported
Cam : nuh uh
Ryan : (pushing as hard as he can) *fart* scuse you
Me : excuse me
Ryan : (giggling still pushing) *fart* scuse you
Me : no, excuse me
Ryan : (pushing even harder....nothing) *coughs hard* scuse you
Me : (shake head, roll eyes)
Sydney : I did it !
Me : Was it as bad as you thought ?
Sydney : No, wellllll, it was kinda bad at the end. The end was spicy diahrrea. You know, like salsa, it burned coming out. you know what I'm talking about ?
Me : Ya, spicy like salsa. oooh. sorry.
Spencer : (pulls my shirt up, blows raspberries on my belly)
Sydney : mom, is your stomach EVER going to go down
Spencer : (sits up, looks at my stomach, pondering what Syd just said)
Me : I don't know Syd (note : I am even laying down)
Spencer : (covers my belly up. then uncovers my belly again. smiles...blows a raspberry)
Sydney : I'll bet if you did sit ups it would go down faster
Me : You know what....you are probably right
Spencer : (lays on my stomach and begins kneading it like bread dough)
Me : Nathan, are you poopy ?
Nathan : (shakes head no, smiles)
Me : Nathan, are you sure you aren't poopy ?
Nathan : (walks over to Ryan, pulls at his diaper in the back, looks down, pulls a funky face and says) eeeeew poo poo.
Me : Ryan's poopy ?
Nathan : (nods yes)
Nathan was in fact the poopy one.
Thank you for all of your kind thoughts about my cousin. I think we could all use a good dose of therapy about our fears ;-)