I’m sure many mothers out there know that when your child is eating something, while you are out and about, and that item falls on the ground, without a nearby trash can, that item will end up in the nearest pocket of your diaper bag, where it is promptly forgotten, usually turning into crumbs by the time it is discovered again.
This occurred when on of my children was eating a traditional white, round Christmas cookie. It fell on the ground, was quickly stowed in my bag, and forgotten. If only it had been smooshed into crumbs.
At church, several days later, upon finding our pew, I leaned to pick up the toddler from the aisle, diaper bag on my shoulder, when the forgotten cookie rolled out onto the middle of the floor. My excited three-year-old daughter, knowing this cookie only by its irreverent family nickname, exclaimed loudly, “Look, Mom! A butt roll!”
-Becky, mother of 4
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A butt roll, huh? I’ll never think the same about those cookies.
They’re making my mouth water now. I need a butt roll. I need a butt roll. I need a butt roll……
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Haha!
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During a particularly quiet moment during the Baptism of our close friends’ son, our then-two-year-old boy yelled out, “I have to make a big stinky poop!”
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Oh, man. It doesn’t really get much better than that!
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