Tuesday, September 25, 2007

We all have been given special gifts...

by God and sometimes we just need to suck it up and accept them graciously.

scene: Dinner time at the Cakes house. This scene plays itself out the exact same every single night. We eat dinner at 5:00p. At 5:30p every night Porkchop excuses himself from the table and goes to the bathroom to take a poo. every night. And then every night Porkchop calls Chowder from the dinner table to come wipe his butt. There is no variation in this scenario. And I admit, that I encourage none.

Porkchop: Daaaaaaaaaad! Could you come wipe my butt?!
Chowder: Are you serious?! Why?! Why can't you wipe your butt?
Porkchop: Because. I neeeeed you!
Chowder: But why does it have to be me?! Why can't Mommy come wipe your butt?!
Porkchop: (clearly confused.) But. It's your job.
Chowder: How is that my job?!
Porkchop: (exasperated.) Because you are the Buttwiper!

yeah. so get to work.
hee hee. Buttwiper.


KellyLynn said...

Thank you Cakes for this post, and your fabulous family and how you openly share them with us. This is priceless, i LOVE it, litterally LOL.

Jenni said...

ROTFL!!! This totally put a smile on my face today. Priceless!! A MAN who IS the BUTTWIPER! I never thought I'd see the day.

And I'll see your offer of massage and wine-drinking and raise you one evening of laughing until our sides hurt.

valerie said...

LOL at not encouraging variation. ;)

lesleysmeshly said...

I am seriously laughing over here. That is SOOO funny! And lucky him...he has a VERY important job...as the buttwiper. Hahahaha

Sandra said...

Sean has the same job in our house...and no, I do nothing to discourage it!