Trip
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Here is another one of my pointless ramblings...
I decided to bust out the FG M/T to do some simple, but neglected maintenance. I am out in the garage and the boy (Matt is now 2 1/2) is running around as per usual and driving me nuts. After hearing "Daddy Truck Race" for the 700th time, I said, "Matt, go sit down and behave"
...Oblivious to what is going on, I am armpit deep into my truck. I hear out in the distance, Melissa yelling, "Chad this spray paint can is leaking" (I had the paint out to paint the railing on my front porch and I left it laying on the steps... Oops!)
So she brings him out to the garage and I can smell paint all over him, she says, "How did he paint his ass??" God, I love my wife...
It wasn't that big of a deal, it was just a little paint spot on his butt. I said Meli, I told him to go sit down, apparently he thought the spray can was a seat, I don't think he held the can up to his ass and painted it!" No big deal, like I said it was just a little spot on his pants.
2 hours later and it's time for a diaper change. I am sitting at the computer talking to you guys and I hear Meli shriek from the bathroom, "Chad... Come in here you have to see this!" Expecting it is some monster turd or something else disgusting that Meli feels compelled to show me from the diaper changing. Grumbling and bitching under my breath about how I have no interest in what I am about so see, I wandered into the bathroom and this is what I saw...
So I guess the moral of the story is, when you tell your kids to go sit down make sure they know where to sit! :lol: What can ya do??
I decided to bust out the FG M/T to do some simple, but neglected maintenance. I am out in the garage and the boy (Matt is now 2 1/2) is running around as per usual and driving me nuts. After hearing "Daddy Truck Race" for the 700th time, I said, "Matt, go sit down and behave"
...Oblivious to what is going on, I am armpit deep into my truck. I hear out in the distance, Melissa yelling, "Chad this spray paint can is leaking" (I had the paint out to paint the railing on my front porch and I left it laying on the steps... Oops!)
So she brings him out to the garage and I can smell paint all over him, she says, "How did he paint his ass??" God, I love my wife...
It wasn't that big of a deal, it was just a little paint spot on his butt. I said Meli, I told him to go sit down, apparently he thought the spray can was a seat, I don't think he held the can up to his ass and painted it!" No big deal, like I said it was just a little spot on his pants.
2 hours later and it's time for a diaper change. I am sitting at the computer talking to you guys and I hear Meli shriek from the bathroom, "Chad... Come in here you have to see this!" Expecting it is some monster turd or something else disgusting that Meli feels compelled to show me from the diaper changing. Grumbling and bitching under my breath about how I have no interest in what I am about so see, I wandered into the bathroom and this is what I saw...
So I guess the moral of the story is, when you tell your kids to go sit down make sure they know where to sit! :lol: What can ya do??
