Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Happy Holidays from the Sewer Treatment Plant

Last evening, DramaMama and I were watching a show in our room when the Bear came in.

"Daddy will you get me some of your favorite drink of egganog?"

"Ask Clinton if he will get some for you."

"No, he might say it's poop!"

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At November 23, 2006 8:27 AM, Blogger Domestic Goddess said...

any reason "why" he might say it's poop?

At November 23, 2006 10:02 AM, Blogger Bree said...

Lol. Big brothers are great aren't they? That's something mine would have done. :)


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