Meet Mr. Poopy Hef. That's what his Daddy calls him. Each time I put him in his robe to lounge and relax he takes on this tone, this brandy snifter, ultra sophisticated adult tone. He grabs my phone and play talks and struts around the room. We call him Mr. Poopy Hef naturally because of the red robe, but also the robe has magical relaxing powers as he always surprises us with a poopy diaper, and announces it's arrival.
2 comments:
He looks so cute in his Hef robe! how funny.
If he can tell you when he's poopy I say start potty training the kid! :)
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