All I am saying is we really just don't have to TALK about it for all the live long day.. I mean, for sure, the poop is going to show up in all sorts of different ways and definitely when we don't want it to so as long as it has that as it's jet engine, we don't need to worry about DISCUSSING it. Is my feeling.
But lemme give you an image. I am in a Starbucks. Just living my life and sipping my drugs. Fake sugar, caffeine, cocaine what have you. (No Bloggy, not cocaine CALM DOWN). I am minding my own business and obvs E has to use the little girls room. And obvs as I have told you all before she is quite independent.
So mommy is not allowed to help E do her stuff. That's cool. Mommy has other things to do. Like look super serious staring at a computer screen in Starbucks. Mommy becomes engrossed in who is actually keeping up with Kardashians, when all of a sudden....
Um excuse me? Does this belong to you? says a woman holding one three year old human in my likeness.
Pantless E has shuffled her way all through the Starbuck's because she needs help wiping.
She has literally made her way through the store with her pants down around her ankles and some toilet paper in her hands like, Who's up next?
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