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Drum roll, please….

NO POOP ON MY PORCH TODAY!!!!!

HORAH!!

Either my sign worked, or they’re still plotting their next move.

I would give a thousand bucks to have seen their face when they walked up with a fist full of dog poop and read my sign.

(evil giggle)

Side note:

When Zeke was reading the sign, he read, “clog poop” because I didn’t connect my “d” very well.

“Mommy, what’s clog poop?”

“It says dog poop, Zeke.”

“No it doesn’t. That’s a ‘c l’ that makes the sound kkklllll  ooo ggg –clog.”

“Yes, you’re right. I didn’t connect the lines in my ‘d’ very well.”

“Maybe you should come to school and do the letter-writing works today, Mommy.”

“Yeah, maybe I should, Zeke.”

“Mommy?”

“Yes, Zeke?”

“You never told me what clog poop was.”

(Sigh…)

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