Thursday, December 27, 2007

When your bad you get coal, when you are good you get poop?

Sir Rowland got rubber doggie doo in his stocking from Santa. I guess Santa must know that Sir Rowland is a bit of a practical joker. I will give my Husbands side of the family credit on that feature.

However, I wish you could have seen his face when he opened his stocking, and was emptying it. Gold Nugget bubble gum, cherry Hersheys kisses, fruit leather, corn nuts, and poop. He held the poop in his hand, and looked at us, and looked at the poop. The expression on his face was one of....

"should I tell Mom and Dad, I just got poop in my stocking, cuz that cannot be a good sign"....

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