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Tuesday, September 29, 2009

A house where?





Ava says the craziest things I tell you. And, holy cow, she is imaginative too. The other day she was explaining to me about the house in her butt. Yes, you heard it right - she says there is a house in her butt. Then she tells me how her poop lives there, and when she goes to the bathroom, she is just letting them out. Does she think poop is like a pet dog or something?

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