because family is funny
Yikes. I am Fickle Cattle.
Thanks for making me spit coffee everywhere, Bob. This reminds me of the post where he presented a piece of poo to you! (That was my LOL favorite.)
I'm glad to see he understands the gravity of that situation. poo'ing the pants will never be a joking matter to him. Nor is it with me. usually. SDsimpledudecomplexworld.blogspot.com
Uh-oh! That is seewiuosly not good.http://wenstumped.blogspot.com/
Well, it happens to the best of us. Even Bob Rosenberg.
Oh no! Sending you a virtual hug, no wait sending you virtual vodka!
does he actually talk like that?
I was away on a trip a couple of months ago, and my husband sent me a text: @the park, Will just pooped his pants, going home and drinking heavily. Nothing worse than kid poop once they've been out of diapers for two years.
I hope he's feeling okay. Not a fun thing to deal with, Mom. I surprised you sound the time to post that little gift today :)
At least he told you. Levi sat in his today...for a very long time. It required a hose down. Ugh.
Oh, that's not good.
Maybe it was a shart. (Trying to give "Poops" the benefit of the doubt here.)
Like you've always said, "grampa bob."
Oh gosh, my soda just went up my nose. I can always count on Bob to make my day.
You're lucky, you are. You get told. I have to find out for myself.