Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The BabyTalk has landed.

Something I never thought I'd hear myself say:

"Oh my! That was the bestest burp EVER!"

Also - I have a song I sing when changing his diaper. Set to the tune of "Camptown Races". Original, right?

Ivan has a poopy butt, doo daa doo daa
Ivan has a poopy butt all the stinkin' time

Gonna wipe all night, gonna wipe all day
Ivan had a poopy butt, but now he smells okay.

How long do I get to blame the lack of continuous sleep?

1 comment:

Mama Grouch said...

I used to say, "No poop for you!" a la the Soup Nazi. Tom kept saying it didn't make any sense because clearly there was poop, and lots of it, for everyone - but I just ignored him 'cause he is a spoilsport.