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Have you seen my sticker?

JG has been talking about a sticker all morning. I thought he was referencing some stickers he received from Valentine's Day, however I was wrong. I didn't ask for details like when did you last see the sticker? Where did you get the sticker?

I found out what sticker he had lost.

JG went to the bathroom and asked me to come in and examine his
end product.

"Mommy, do you see my sticker?"

"What? Where?" I asked confused.

"You know the sticker from my apple," JG told me rather disgusted.

"Your apple? You ate the sticker on the apple?"

"Yeah. It went in my tummy now I want to find it," JG said excited. "You said everything that goes in my tummy comes out in the potty."

We didn't look for the sticker to JG's disappointment. We instead went over and peeled one off of an apple in the basket.

All better now.

Comments

Karen said…
picture me laughing so hard that I'm gasping for air, Susan.

Has anyone noticed that all the best stories come from our boys???
carey said…
at least he asked...he could have just dived right in and looked for it himself...
DeAnn said…
...yeah! At least you didn't find him head first in the toilet looking for his sticker! That is just so funny, he has to have you in stitches all day!
Susan said…
You guys are so right. I am lucky he didn't go digging for sticker gold.
bobbione8y said…
omgoodness.

this KID is GOLD!!
Chris said…
Eeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuwwwwwwwwwwwa!
K~ said…
That is a RICH story!! One to save at girlfriend time. K~

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