Another Mother’s Comedic Struggles With Poop

This one is mostly about her new puppy. Dooce cracks me up. 

And presently, Asher is attacking the computer with a toy hammer. It’s 3:35 p.m. and I need a drink.

One Response to “Another Mother’s Comedic Struggles With Poop”

  • dakini_grl
    January 16, 2008 at 10:15 am

    I’m giggling out loud over here. S’pose Asher could help with his papers? He’s kind of like a little monkey. But cuter. 😉


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