He was about 8 years old. He sat on the toilet for what seemed an eternity. I'm in the living room talking to my girlfriend who lived next door.
Boy: (yelling) "MOOOMMMM!!! Bring me some juice!!!!"
Me: "Whaaaaaaaaaat? Juice? You're going potty."
Boy: "I can't go poop!! Justin says if you drink juice, it'll help you go poop."
Me: "Boy! It doesn't work like that......you have to dr........" Boy: "Never mind mom!! I think I got it!!"
Turn to girlfriend, mouth open to say something about the conversation to see her head down on the table, shoulders shaking from laughing.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
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