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Friday, January 20, 2006

Its gonna cost a little extra because of the poop

A few days ago, The Smoldering French Horn (the wife) and the Bassoon of Hope (the child) and I are in a preschool interview. The question of who is interviewing who is a good one. However, this school only accepts 20% of its students, making it comparable to say, Penn

Anyway, the Bassoon of Hope is in the process of potty training. She is quite good a peeing. So, we are in the little room, she is playing and we are talking to the teacher about the school. There is a kid sized closet right behind us where they have costumes and other dress up toys. The Bassoon goes into the closet and closes the saloon style doors. A minute or two later, we hear the telltale grunts. I open the door and she slams them shut saying “No”. Yes, she took a dump in there. Tremendous. Everyone had a good laugh.


Blogger Vanilla Bullshit said...

Rob's progeny, go to your home in the clos-et.

1:30 AM  

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