Mud, Again

We got back from the grocery store, where
I had the company of one very weepy kiddo,
and I told her all I wanted to do
was have a bit of ice cream and be with my
computer for a moment.

I went to Britney's blog and got as far
as the snow day pictures, when she
came to the gate and told me she'd
pooped in her panties.
I got up and as I went through the
living room, I saw the puddle of pee-pee
on the carpet, the bulge at her rump,
AND the puddle of Coke on her little table.
I said "Oh, you didn't tell me you
spilled your Coke!"
She said, "My name is mud again"
Ba-haa-haa-haa!