Bubba Love carefully started pushing me out of the bathroom this morning telling me that I needed to leave him alone.
"Ok, I'm going," I said as I tried to grab the random socks and dirty nappies that were laying around. He stared at me, hand on hip, rolling those big brown eyes the colour of dark chocolate.
Obviously this was taking more time than he preferred.
"MOM, come on, " he started, "I need some piracy!"
Wiser words have never been said where Bubba Love is concerned.
This child is all about piracy.
2 comments:
How was it when he finished up?
Smelly.
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