Friday, September 30, 2011
A Penny for Peanut's Thoughts
I don't make a habit of inspecting peanut's stinky diapers, but I couldn't help but notice... Sitting in a pile of mess was the shinny face of Abe Lincoln staring back at me. When I told Rich about it, his first response was, "When did he eat that? Baby, I swear I watch him while you're at work."
Rich proceeded to text the incident to his family, who texted back:
A) That's not too impressive. Text me when he's up to pooping out dollar bills.
B) You need to figure out what your feeding him and feed him more. We need $100 bills next time.
C) You cheap-skate! Stop using your son as a piggy bank!
I know this could have been a serious issue so I shouldn't make so light of it. I think it means peanut is quick and we need to keep even more of an eye on him. I'm definately glad I didn't know he'd swallowed the penny though--I'd be so worried waiting for nature to take its course.
Posted by Kat at 2:27 PM