I have been ill since Thursday night. Even as recently as last night, I spent most of my evening on the toilet, liquefying my assets, as I believe Phyllis Diller once described it.
This morning, my daughter woke up a bit earlier than normal. I brought her into my bedroom and proceeded to change her out of her diaper. She looked at me sympathetically, and then she spoke:
"I'm so sorry you're sick in your head."
What? I thought. Which of my imaginary friends have you been talking to??
Violet seemed to reconsider her statement, and then corrected herself: "I'm sorry you're sick in your butt."
Ignoring my aching stomach for the first time in days, I laughed...
XD Tooooooooo cute.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I found it pretty amusing...I think she simply had her body parts mixed up. Then again, I don't know my butt from my head most days... :)
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