Thursday, December 17, 2009
Today, while bouncing a few balls back and forth with Moose, he kept leaning over. His pants today were too big (weird, right?) so his diaper kept scooting down his backside. I was calling him "butt crack" as in "hey butt crack, nice catch."
He start to repeat "wak wack." So I showed him where his butt crack was (and maybe I mooned him to better explain).
Big A comes home and I wanted to show him Moose's new word(s). To be funny, I told Moose to find Big A's butt crack. Mind you, Big A is trotting around our kitchen in his underwear.
Moose goes right up to him and reaches for his butt crack...but he mixed up which side of the body it was on. Oops.
Big A says maybe he shouldn't leave our children at home with me anymore.