I write letters to Ellen DeGeneres. Why? Because I Can!
Dear Ellen,
I must confess, I never knew what love was until I found myself holding two screaming toddlers on my lap while I was in the bathroom, trying to use the pot.
Sincerely,
A. Marie
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2 Responses
Rolled on the floor laughing! It’s been a very long time since I had toddlers underfoot but I certainly remember those days. Thanks for bringing back some wonderful (?) memories. And thanks for stopping by my blog. I appreciate your interest and comments.
Glad you enjoyed it! These events are almost a routine for me. Will I ever be allowed to pee in peace?