You wouldn't believe me, even if I told you half of the things that are going on at the moment. Seriously my head is spinning. But there is NEVER too much activity for one of my darling children to utter those SIX little words near and dear to every mother's heart.
"Mommy! Can you come wipe me?!?"
Lately I've adopted the Super Nanny's retort and more often than not reply,
"C'mon! It's a life skill!"
But yesterday, for some reason I tried a different approach. Summoned to the bathroom for anal assistance I teasingly held the paper in my distant hand and inquired,
"Will you be nice to me when you are a teenager?"
To which, Hazel quickly quipped,
"Will you pay for college?"