My story: I left 8 month old Winnie in the car for 30 seconds and came back to 25 lbs of soil/manure spread all over my brand new car!
Winnie’s story: my mom left me alone for at least, I don’t know, like 30 hours, and while she was gone I smelled this wonderful aroma coming from this big bag. I knew right away it was a treat for me because, well, everything is a treat for me isn’t it? So I opened my present and rolled around in it and even snacked on it a bit, mmmm yummy! I don’t understand why mom wasn’t excited when I showed her how good I’d been while she was gone. Shame shmame, I’m pretty proud of myself
“I like to eat the bathroom trash and then lick the deodorant off my dad’s armpits because my breath stinks. He doesn’t like this for some reason.” Austin has a bathroom trash and deodorant fetish. He likes to dump the trash and drag it all over the house, then find my husband and try to lick his armpits. It’s weird – he never does one unless he’s done the other!