Yesterday, while changing a particularly foul diaper of Eli's, my husband cringed and said "yuck".
"you hate my butt, daddy?"
"no, Eli."
"you love my butt, daddy?"
"of course I do, Eli"
"you want to kiss my butt, daddy?"
Jon chuckled and said "not today, Eli".
Random thoughts of a work at home mom struggling to maintain an identity of her own.
Monday, April 7, 2008
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