And how was my trip? So glad you asked!
Let see, there was the time I was in the bathroom with the door locked. I hate trying to wipe my ass and someone walks in. So I turn the nob to open the door. but it falls off in my freaking hand. I had to bang on the door until my husband and MM rescued me.
And the baby. Who still won't let me take a dump all by myself. (Cus I'm a big kid now) At this point I have resigned myself to accept that he probably never will.
Moving right along...
So anyway obviously to get the kidney that my dad gave to his favorite child, they cut him open, and obviously this resulted in a scar. And, again, Obviously we chose to tell the children that the scar was from a shark bite, and not from organ donation.
So on this trip, the children finally remembered to ask grandpa if they could see the shark bite scar. Grandpa showed them, but then explained it was not a shark, but that a doctor had done that.
"A doctor didn't do that grandpa! No peoples mouth is That big." Said Blue Boy, shaking his head and walking away.
Silly Grandpa, Blue Boy is way too smart to fall for Your lies!
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