I Became A Mother So I Could Hear Things Like This Spoken Outloud
This morning Jonas kicked me off the potty because he had to go poop NOW. He sat down, sighed in relief and then grimaced and said, “Ow! I hurt my butt on the poop!”
I know my darling boy expected some sympathy, after all, constipation really does hurt, but he’ll have to find it elsewhere since I was too busy laughing out loud at him. Seriously. It’s moments like these that make me cherish the role of mother.
