I recently did harm to my internal organs by eating my weight in jalapeno nachos at a baseball game.
The next morning, well, let’s just say I was lucky to make it out of the bathroom alive.
In our family, we tend to overshare and describe our bathroom events and this trip to the bathroom was no exception. After I gave my gruesome recount, Tate scowled at me and pointed to our son. “You know, you really should watch what you say in front of him.”
Later that afternoon on a family outing, I took Carson into a public bathroom stall with me. I carefully squatted over the bowl. Carson looked at me with great concern.
“MOMMY?” he yelled. “IS FIRE STILL COMING OUT OF YOUR BUTT?”
You know, I really should watch what I say in front of him.