Friday, May 22, 2009

They are born, not made.

Today was Twin Duty, and I was carrying the boy to the changing table to change his diaper. As I walked to the room he, in one deft move, pulled the front of my shirt open with one hand and stuck his other hand down. I looked at him. He gave me an enormous grin.

"Just a baby, my ass. You're fooling nobody," I said, removing the little groper's paw.


SP said...

Well, at least we now know that your earlier prediction was wrong. And put some clothes on, woman!

JC said...

You're just jealous because I've still got it.