Friday, February 5, 2010

One Poopy, Two Poopies

I was standing in the kitchen when I heard Parker talking.

"One poopy. Two poopies. Three poopies,.......Ten poopies!"

I was almost scared to leave the kitchen and check this one out.

I leaned my head around the corner and there he was, standing at the back window, looking into the yard, and counting all of the piles of dog poop that he could see.

Is my child the only child that is completely obsessed with picking up the dog poop in the backyard?

It sounds to me like Cory is going to be quite busy when he gets home from work today!

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