7:00 a.m.
Mr. D: Fuck... HONEY... FUCK!!!!
Kali: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! WA! WA!! WAAAAA!!!
DB: (jumps up from bed, runs to Kali's room)
Mr. D: We are NOT doing this again! Next time she eats first!
Kali: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
DB: Why don't you have a clean diaper out?
Kali: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Mr. D: There ARE no clean diapers! We forgot to refill the drawer!
(Mr. D stomps back to bed)
DB: Did you have fun this morning?
Kali: ooooo.
DB: Did you pee all over and make Daddy say "Fuck"?
Kali: (smiles, delighted squeal)
DB: That's my girl.
10:30 a.m.
DB: fuck! I need an adult! Fuck!
Kali: (grins)
Mr. D: what happened?
DB: Poo.
Mr. D: (groan)
Kali: ooo!
DB: That's it, little girl. If you go through one more outfit before noon today, we're turning you into a naked free-range baby. No more clothes for you.
Kali: (smile)
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8 comments:
Oy, cute. Yet not so much!!!
(I can't imagine this will be me soon... so hard to wrap my heard around!)
naked free-range babies are so cute. :-)
LMFAO.
hehee.
My naked free range baby peed all over the living room rug.
And WHY can't daddies manage to change the worst diapers by themselves?
LOL
LOL!!
Sounds so FUN!!!
Hilarious and so very accurate these days. Glad you're all doing well!
I usually threaten to put them up on ebay.
They are totally free range so I know there would be no takers.
Do you still want this mat?
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