A Friday the 13th horror story...
  1. Halfway through a grocery trip Claire, my 3 year old, HAD TO go to the bathroom.
    Number two, of course.
  2. I leave the cart, rush her and her little sister to the grocery store bathroom.
    Kill me now.
  3. Once we get in, I plead with Nora, my one and a half year old, to stop touching everything!
  4. Then, just as I'm occupied wiping Claire's bum, I turn to see...
  5. Nora has HER MOUTH on the toilet flusher.
  6. Children are disgusting.
    Just look at these monsters.