Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Changing table talk

Mom: “Wooh. I’ve changed 3 poopy diapers from Owen today.”

Owen: “Change Will diaper too?”

Mom: “No Will learned to go poop on the potty right about the time you were born, Owen, so I don’t have to change his diaper anymore.”

Owen: “I born, mommy? I born?”

Mom: “Yes, you were born. Good thing too, because we like having you around.”

Owen: "Oh."

Will: (Who frequently sits on our bed observing diaper changes): “Yeah, good thing we didn’t born just one brother, because that wouldn’t be any fun at all. One brother wouldn’t have someone to play with all day and he wouldn’t get to sleep in the same bedroom together forever.”

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