From yesterday, actually, but I was too embarrassed to post it then.
I leaned over the crib rail to pick up The Governor, and I passed gas. A delicate little blip, if I may say so. Quite feminine. All lavendar and roses. The Governor says,
"Did you toot?"Yes. Excuse me.
"Do you need to change your pants?"
Fink. When I changed his pants I grabbed the Ben Gay. That'll teach him.
Posted by Cathy at April 29, 2004 10:30 PM