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.


2 comments:

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.