Charlotte sometimes grosses me out.
Her new favorite toy is the plunger.
Not the new, unused plunger.
The old, used gross plunger.
So if you come over to our home and are greeted by the plunger at the top of the stairs just realize it's the only place I can keep it away from her single minded pursuit to carry it everywhere.
Gross.
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4 comments:
i can beat that. asher loves the plunger AND the toliet scrubber. double gross.
I love your plunger. It works really well. Don't ask me why I know this.
-g
when I was little I was intrigued by the pink plastic tampon applicators in the bathroom trash. I thought they were cool straws.
My mom was mum on many subjects and only told me not to touch them. took years before I knew why. I know. eeeewwwww.
Angela- YUCK. Also, you need to post on your blog while you're away so we can get our fill of you.
G-Actually our toilet has never worked better since...well, since you were over that one time.
TRS-Aaaaaahhhhh! That's way worse than carrying the plunger around!
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