Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Things We Do For Love.

Normally, when someone tells me to kiss their butt, I tell them exactly where they can stick it.

However, when a sad little toddler with a bad case of diaper rash asks me to kiss her butt, I find myself with no alternative but to indulge her (while kissing her on the thigh, not actual butt.) Poor little thing. The good news is, she later old everyone that me kissing her butt helped make it feel better.

And we gave her a little ibuprofen before bed. Hopefully that will help even more.

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