It's conversations like this one that make me wonder who's child I'm truly raising.
I heard the water running in the front bathroom, I went to investigate, seemed harmless enough. Munchkin washing her hands. I asked her what she was doing...
Munchkin: I'm washing my hands because they were sticky
Me: From what?
Munchkin: Well, they were sticky and dirty from putting them in my butt.
Me:
Munchkin: Because they were in my butt...
Me: Oh, I heard you, I just don't understand. Can you please…
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Posted on June 28, 2009 at 7:19pm —