Between the constant bickering, rampant destruction, crazy acrobatics and the limitless fiascos involving poop, raising boys is one crazy ride.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

When You Gotta Go, You Gotta Go

A few minutes after tucking Ben into bed, I heard the following:

Ben: "Pshhhhh... This is Captain Ben speaking. We need to land for an emergency."
"Yeah, I need to land the plane."
"Yup, gotta take a poop."
"OK, coming in for a landing, over."

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