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TOP TEN WAYS to know fo' sho'
that you live in a house with little boys:
#10
You know exactly what the following things are:
Ben 10, Bakugan, Clone Wars, Lego Hero Factory, Super Mario Brothers and Beyblades.
#9
Despite using an entire bottle of Fabuloso and almost all of the big jug of Clorox in your bathroom you swear you still smell pee near and around your toilet bowl exactly five minutes after you finish. And, on some days? You think you smell pee for the rest of the day.
#8
You are willing to go to parks that don't have public restrooms. (As long as they have plenty of foliage.)
#7
You launder a minimum of two costumes with every load you place into your washing machine irrespective of Halloween's proximity.
#6
One of your brassieres was used as an aviator helmet this week, and in your purse next to your MAC lip gloss you have at least one of the following:
a Lego, a Matchbox car, a Nintendo DS, or an action figure of any sort.
Bonus points if you drive a volvo, an SUV or a minivan and there are cleats and soccer balls in the back.
#5
Potty training involved aiming at a Cheerio or an M&M.
#4
You know the difference between all the different Batmans and all of the different Spidermans. (Yes, I meant to say "mans" and not "men.")
#3
You are a princess that gets rescued at least seven times per week from dastardly villains. (Especially if you tricked them into seeing "Tangled" by saying that it was about ninjas tangled up in the jungle instead of being all about Rapunzel.)
#2
You finally accept that even if though you have a "no gun play or sword play" rule in your house that any and every household item is fair game for becoming a machete, a machine gun, or bazooka at any given moment. This includes, but is not limited to, paper towel holders, toilet paper rolls, wire hangers, shoes, hairbrushes, blow dryers, and empty juice boxes. Oh yeah, and bananas, too.
#1
You reflexively let the toilet seat down every where you go. And feel convinced that you still smell pee.
Bonus one:
You've been asked at least once what happened to your. . . . . uuhhh. . . .on second thought, let's stop at ten. Heh.
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Happy Thursday.
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| Yes, your toilet aim is questionable but I love you just the same. |
