My Brain on Four Kids.

  So there I was in the laundry room with my head in the kitty litter box "happily" scooping away.

  My 4-year-old yelled through the door, "Mom, can I have a drink", I replied, "You will have to wait, I am scooping titty litter", I quickly currected myself, "I mean kitty litter".

  Oh geez!!!


Dana Hunt-Me