"Dar, let's change your diaper before we go get Griff from school."
"O-tay, Mommy."
"Oh. Darwin. Why didn't you tell me you have a great, big poop in your diaper?"
"Those are nice curtains."
"Your poop, Darwin! Your poop!"
"Those are nice, pretty curtains you make Mommy. Pretty, pretty curtains!"
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He may not know crap about poop, but he knows a good sewing project when he sees it. Good on ya, Dar!
well they ARE nice curtains.
Wow, such powers of manipulation at such a young age. The Force is strong with this one.
Way to change the subject...get a woman to talk about herself! Lady killer (of course if he isn't potty trained by then...that could be a bit off-putting to the ladies...lol)
Already he's attempting to master the art of diversion. Either that or he's the most fashion-forward little guy on the planet!
He's got it down already!
When confronted by an unhappy woman, pick something she's really proud of and go-fer-broke with the compliments!
At this rate, he'll be pulling flowers and gluten-free chocolates out of his pants by the time he's four!
He's going to make some nice little Kindergarten girl very happy one day.
"Did you say something, Mom?"
That sounds like our house! (minus the pretty curtains)
He's right, you know...
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