QTMama’s Em: Drunken Sailor in the Making.
I was on the phone with QTMama earlier tonight. QT relayed to me the large quantity that Em had eaten: A peanut butter sandwich, yogurt, two pickles and a carton of strawberries. Here’s how this went:
QTMama (to Em): You’re gonna poop all of that out!
Em: I’m going to go poop right now!
RE: YAY!! POOP!
QTMama (to Em): (Re) doesn’t need to know you’re going to go poop!
Em: Take a dump! Drop a deuce!
RE: Ha ha ha! Sing me a song when you’re done!
Em: Okay!
Off Em goes to poop.
RE: What song should I have her sing?
QTMama: Ohhh, you could ask her to sing Whiskey in a Jar! Or, you know, she’s really good at Drunken Sailor.
*Blink*
RE: WHO ARE YOU RAISING OVER THERE?
Oh man. QT’s raisin’ a sailor.
Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.