DK was asking me the other day why I called little d and kevs "poopface".
It's exhausting being little poopfaces :) Kevin, Kevs twin PP, Des, and Papi.
Also we had no AC in the dead of summer.
Flash forward three years:
Oh yeah, living the high life in one of his favorite nap spots!
Then Sunday night I came home to this:
Nice. Great teaching, dad. [and grandpa and DK]. Life skills, right?
I know you wanna see video so here goes:
Also... I am the sole cleaner [minus 9 months where the duty fell to Mr. D] of the Kevs' poop.
And primary de-pooper of little d.
So I clean a lot of poop. I can call anyone poopface that I want. :)