Well we went shopping today and like most toddlers Waffle did not appreciated the whole experience. Every time we got near the door she kept making a dash for freedom. I kind of was waiting for her to pull the whole limp puppy trick, but instead she just was her stubborn donkey self.
I dragged her into the fitting room at Anne Taylor and apparently she did not think much of their housekeeping, she sniffed and really didn't want to sit. Well I made her sit and she very slowly started to squad. She sits like and old lady... any way almost down....then thsssssspppppppsppppt she farts! lollll no get its better, she turns and looks at me, with a look that said 'was that you?'............hhhaaahhhhaaahaahahahahah. What a poop head.