16 March 2015

Poop

Husband went for a run this evening and instead of bundling Toddler off to bed when the clock struck seven I snuggled up next to him on our bed and watched just one more transformers!
Husband came home, lay down next to us and joined in the viewing. 
Little voice pipes up: Goodness me, Daddy, you smell like poo!!
Oh how I laughed 😄😄😄

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