Butts!

I have ruined my children! For some reason everything at our house is "butts" this, "butts" that-- I honestly can not finish a sentence without someone (the 5 and 4 year olds) throwing a butt out there! Then comes the fact that my D. has mooned more people in his short life, then I think most people even think about mooning! Somehow with the mix of my genes with Sean's we came up with butt-less, hip-less children, so tell me what is suppose to keep those pants up?

And then it hit me-- this is all my fault! I won't take all the blame it seems like Sean and I split this one 50 - 50! Apparently we both contributed our "bad" genes, and today my mind went back to South Jordan and Sean and I dancing around sing our rap song "I like dry butts". First of all just to remember Sean doing what I would say is the Steve Urkel dance, makes me giggle-- more then giggle, really he'll have to do it for you sometime! 

Ok- the song was created during the potty train of the now 5 year and 4 year old. "I like dry butts and I can not lie, you other mommies can't deny" something a little like that! So really I have created this whole mess! Well, that in some strange way makes me feel a little better! Glad we solved that one!