Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Things to do

Last night when I was brushing my teeth, Meatball was going potty. This is what he had to say to me (and yes, he actually counted them off):
"Mommy. You gotta' do some things.
1: you need to brush your teeth.
2: you need to spit
3: you need to look in the mirror at you
4: you need to be afraid of sharks"

I must admit that a little bit of toothpaste spittle landed on the mirror.

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