And only my child (Brody) would pick up a piece of poo, hide it behind his back while I'm screaming to drop it, all the while asking why it has sprinkles on it.
"Did someone have sprinkles on their bum ?"
Why me???????
I 'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason and I know I was blessed with these children so God could have a good laugh while watching me raising them.
I hope I survive =(
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