I picked up a pair of jeans yesterday morning that I had worn the day before.
I intended to wear them that day.
It wasn't until I was buttoning them up that I found the crotch displaying both tomato sauce and poop.
Tomato sauce mine. Poop not mine.
The joys of fatherhood.
Enjoy the baby stage, my friend. It gets worse as they get older...
ReplyDeleteAye by the time they are six they're shitting in your pocket!
ReplyDeleteTo be serious, I think the baby stage is the worst by far. But then my elder daughter has just reached teenage and has turned into Harry Enfield's 'Kevin'