2009-12-04 12:19 pm
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oh, dear.

Ronan: "There's poop!"
Me, checking, "There's no poop!"
Ronan: "yes, there is. It came from outside. A squirrel pooped in my butt. It's there. And bugs and birds pooped. And nemo fishes. In my butt. They all pooped in my diaper."

I mean, what can I say to that?