6:45am
A little naked bum appears on my side of the bed.
Sometimes he's bent over grabbing his ankles perhaps anticipating I'm ready to wipe his bum from bed...that would never happen. Either way I wake up with a bum in my face...a poopy bum.
Other days when I don't wake up fast enough he heads to our ensuite and leans against the shower and chants 'wipe my bum, wipe my bum wipe my bum'
I seriously can't help but laugh.
When he is quiet enough to not wake daddy with his chants I try and quietly whisper ask daddy. Sometimes I get away with it. Sometimes I think I just married a wonderful man and he lets me get away with it.
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