The most disgusting thing that can possibly happen with a baby

just happened to me.

He was holding out his fingers and I thought he wanted me to kiss them. So, since sometimes I actually like my kid, I started gobbling up the fingers and kissing him.

But . . .

He wasn't holding them out to be kissed.

He was holding them out to show me the poop he had just scooped out from his diaper.

It was green.

I didn't see it because it was dark and I didn't have my glasses on.

But I tasted it . . .

Mommy is SO proud

I had to pick my kid up from daycare early last week because he was beating up babies.

That's right.

He'd take their juice then push them to the ground and run away.

Yeah.

I'm not ignoring your comments

I just haven't figured out how to reply very well yet. I could post a comment myself, but how would you know to read it? I've tried replying to the email I get with your comments, but it won't let me do that. Against cyber rules or something. And creating a whole blog entry made me feel odd, too, because who knows who'll read that. So, anyway. I don't think that your baby looks like a boy. She's way too cute. I also haven't read those books, though I have heard of them. I'm afraid they'll be depressing but maybe the subject matter is unfairly prejudicing me. Have you read them? And thank you for saying Sam is lucky to have me. It kept me from yelling swear words at him one day.