Because I was going to write about how he didn’t deal with it very well. And why someone wound up having to help. But that didn’t go great, either. And how I didn’t want to watch, but couldn’t look away… But I was done pooping.

Cat hat hook.

Don’t get me wrong, it was gross, but I’ve raised two boys. I felt bad for him.

Not a problem

I was at great America standing in line. I happen to look over just as a down syndrome, man was sneezing. He missed the huge handkerchief, covering half his face, and the snot jumped onto the back of his hand. A lot of snot…

Looks nothing like her./s

I’ll try and get a pic of the gills when I get home tomorrow afternoon.