I now know why my mom always burnt our grilled sandwiches.
Mike left yesterday night. So today, I've been on my own. After church the kids were starving. Since it is a bit chilly out, I decided to make grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. While I was preparing lunch I told the kids to take off their Sunday clothes. Simple enough I thougt. Well, Rylan took off his clothes and his diaper. I had two sandwiches on the grill, and decided to diaper him after they were finished. (I'm sure you can see where this is going.) I turned around just in time to see him pee in the middle of the kitchen floor. I ran and grabbed a towel to quickly clean it up. Then I hear "Ëww, poop," I turn around to see that Rylan has pooped on the floor, and Opie is running off with it. I chased Opie down, disposed of the poop, and my sandwiches are now burnt. Mom, I have new respect for you.
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