Monday, May 08, 2006
Henceforth the pretty house with gossamer drapes, oak tree and country porch will be known as "The Poo-poo house that we didn't really like anyway." Max wanted to tell his brothers that the master bath had a built-in TV that could be watched from the bathtub: "We could have watched Finding Nemo in the bath!" But William begged him to stop, saying "We don't want to hear about the nice house. From now on it's the poo-poo house." I want to tell you more too, because it had rooms for all and clever corners and niches, and a finished attic where children could let their imaginations loose. It had a welcoming entry and an ample kitchen with... poo-poo. It was poo-poo.
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
Post a Comment