I am not the perfect parent, far from it and for some reason I feel the need to confess a few of my recent transgressions...
- Not too long ago I caught myself actually saying "Big, go smell your brother's bottom and tell me if he pooped". He did and he had.
- Last week I watched as The Brothers took turns spitting milk at each other. I let it go on for awhile before stopping it because they both thought it was hiliarious and it was the best they had played together all day.
- This past weekend while I had my back turned Little consumed an entire container of red Play-Dough. I counted it as his morning snack.
Ah, I feel better now that that's off my chest.
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