Me: “Okay, time for some Butt Paste.” (grabs big ass jar of paste)
Lydia: (chews on distracting toy)
Me: “We sure do still have a lot of this stuff. I think it’ll last us throughout you and any future children there may be. You know, your Aunt Cathy has two of these things. That’s a lot of Butt Paste.”
Lydia: MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmAhhhhhhMMmm!
Me: “She better get with the babymaking if she wants to use up her paste. Later on people will ask her, ‘So why do you have five children?’ and she will say, ‘I HAD to — I had TWO jars of Butt Paste!’ “
Actually all that Buttpaste is going to be coming to you because it breaks Elizabeth out and we use Desitin. So YOU are going to have to have 6 or 7 kids to get rid of it all! HA HA HA!
Maybe Renton will eat some of it.