Early this morning, very...very early this morning. A conversation takes place between the oldest child whom we shall refer to as "Beans", the youngest child whom we shall refer to as "Corn Bread", and the boyfriend whom we shall refer to as "The Director".
Me: "GOOD MORNING, Sunshine!!!"
Beans: "Mom, you smell like poop."
Me: "Oh? Hmmm...hahahaha!"
Beans: "No, REALLY, Mom. You smell...like poop!"
Corn Bread walks in the room: "Um, yea...like poop!"
Me, turning to The Director for some moral support: "Honey, do I smell like poop???"
The Director: "Only a little."
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