A blogumentary of my family of ten. There's me, my husband, and our eight kids. No pets, just kids. Join us on our jolly joyful journey because alliteration makes me happy.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Last night Emily came into our room and sweetly told me that she had wet her bed. I was unusually patient with the situation and helped her get changed. I commented that she hadn't wet the bed in a long time. She responded by saying, "Yeah, I thought I drooled, but then I realized my panties were wet."
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