Friday, February 06, 2009

When Butts Attack...

This morning I awake to cries of, "Help! Help!". I roll over and both of the girls have climbed into my bed. Riley is yelling, and Lucy is sitting on her head and she went to the trouble to pull her pants down first.

I just know that this will be another incident that my mother-in-law will blame on my poor genetic material.



Doc
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2 comments:

  1. Gifted TypistSaturday, February 7, 2009 at 8:50:00 PM EST

    Fine genetic material, Doc, very fine indeed if that is your preference in humour

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  2. AnonymousThursday, February 12, 2009 at 6:24:00 PM EST

    I hate to admit this.....

    I knew the words to that song.

    I sang along......oh yes I did.


    peace
    #2

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