What do you get when you cram a bearded man with a guitar and an on-the-spot custom-written potty song, a glass of Cabernet perched precariously on the sink, a 4-year-old reading Eric Carle stories in her bathing suit and sneakers in the bathroom with your 2-year old whom you're trying to coax into doing some token tinkles in his potty for a lousy sticker?
Nothing.
Nothing except a really, really good potty song.
3 comments:
That was the best potty dong I have ever heard! The backup singers were tremendous. : )
My favorite part was when Michael joined in with the "Oh yeah's". What a wonderful life!
I am so sorry for that typo!
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