Well I just realized that I haven’t come up with suitable pseudonyms for my family yet. I’m now Neli, but I need to write this story about my 5 year old boy. I think I’ll call him Simon on here, just because I love that name and won’t be able to use it on any future children, because my husband hates it. LOL.
So the other day I was sitting on the couch reading, when 5 year old Simon comes bursting in the room… pants around his ankles… bends over so I can “see” his “big brown eye”… and indignantly exclaims “Mom! My fart just pooped on me!” Hahahahaha! Oh the betrayal!