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Monday, March 17, 2008

This just in...

Evidently C and S had a lovely afternoon. And this is how I know.
It is bedtime for Diva and Sproing. Superman sent them into the bathroom to brush their teeth. From the bathroom we hear much giggling. Superman goes to check on them, and Sproing says "Look what Diva found!" There, nice and clean, on the edge of the bathtub sits a dong. Sproing says "It's a wanker!" then explodes in nervous giggles. Diva, I think for her father's benefit, says "It's gross!" But I know she was giggling just as enthusiastically as Sproing before Daddy walked in.
I must speak to the boys about cleaning up after themselves and putting their toys away.
My children are getting an invaluable education.