Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Getting Old While Staying Young
The other night at 6:00am my youngest boy yelled out, "I need to go poo" from his crib/cage. I hopped out of bed and helped him get out of his crib/cage. (Yeah we have a net thingy that goes over his crib... thus the cage too) Best purchase of the year. Yet I degress... back to the poo.. While he was "taking the browns to the superbowl" I realized THIS IS IT! He has made the turn! We no longer need to buy diapers ever again. For 16 years straight we have bought diapers for our stinking little whippersnappers. 16 years!!!! We are free. Free at last. Free at last. That has to be $30 or $40 bucks a month in extra sweet mulla. (I have no idea)
I pondered as he pooped.
Then it hit me. In the same week my son DJ joined the tighty whitey crew, my oldest son Beav(I have 5 of them)joined the, "Can I borrow your keys and get some gas money" Crew. (there goes my $30 or $40 extra sweet mulla)
Can't help but feel a little older... I just wish I would grow up a little. Oh and that DJ would wipe before he slid off the toilet seat.
Dad to the Bone.
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