A toddler doesn’t ALWAYS have to poop in his pants.
But if he does, it is when you literally have one foot out the door, running 20 minutes late already, on a day when every big wig you care about from the East coast office is going to be on site at your location.
And it is a monster messy poo for the ages.
4 responses to “Toddler Law. Just Sayin’.”
Mine likes to have poop in his pants as soon as my food comes at a restaurant.
Another fine example of toddler timing, Cristina!
Also Cristina, loving your blog – and the name reminds me of my Easter Brunch recipe this year: Bacon, Blueberry and Bourbon French Toast Casserole! (MMMMM)
YUM!! I really need to come up with a bourbon and blueberry recipe of some kind…jeesh.