I'm overrun by men and their icky ways. Since my little beauties are with Grandma, I'm the only female at my house. The toilet seat is being left up, burping is abundant and toots . . . . oh the toots. Reece was laying on the floor and the loudest sound I have ever heard came out of that little guy. But then, what happened next gave me a good chuckle.
"Hey Dad, " Reece says, "I know why a skunk smells really bad."
"You do?" Mike responds
"Yep, it's actually the skunk tooting."
Yep, the kid should know, he is sitting in the middle of a great big one. EWE.
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