I recently discovered—over breakfast no less—that my husband has been teaching our kids the “diarrhea” song. You know the one: When you’re sliding into first With your pants about to burst Diarrhea, diarrhea When you’re riding in your Chevy And…
The random musings of a stay-at-home mom chasing a dream
I recently discovered—over breakfast no less—that my husband has been teaching our kids the “diarrhea” song. You know the one: When you’re sliding into first With your pants about to burst Diarrhea, diarrhea When you’re riding in your Chevy And…