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Trevy hasn't had a poo in a couple days.



Nurse Last Night was supposed to give him a...ummmm...little help. In the form of a little white bullet. Inserted you know where...



I asked Nurse This Morning to check for me. And that if he hadn't...could she please...ummmmm...you know.



For added incentive I assured her...



But he has really cute cheeks!
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Laureli said…
I have been reading your amazing demonstration of faith and living outloud for about a week or so... connected through another friend. Thank you for letting me into your world through your blog. I will keep you in my prayers.
October 14, 2009 at 1:41 PM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
You are hoot girl. I used to always call them "silver bullets" (b/c of the packaging) when I was little.
October 17, 2009 at 12:54 PM
Danielle said…
Laureli...firstly - love your name! secondly...thank you for the compliments. Sometimes I think I must be nuts to share SO much of our life. And maybe I am...but it helps me keep my sanity. Sooo...

Monica...lol Love it...silver bullets!

...danielle
October 19, 2009 at 4:20 AM
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