I walked into the front room of the house. WeeRocket was on Stacey’s cellphone.
Ro: Yeah, so I just went poopy… so that’s good… Okay… g’bye!
He slapped the phone shut like a pro, and dropped it on the couch. He walked past me headed to the kitchen saying, “That was Jay’s mom. She’s still sick.”
I guess three year olds gotta talk about something.
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Stacey and I watched the first episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm last night. Yawn. We’ll be sending it back on Monday with the remaining three episodes unwatched.