Dorian is up and running again today, and so is his mouth.
Earlier I heard as I was dressing:
"Where your pants? Those are your knees! They are so good."
If you say so.
Just now, he came out of his room where he was supposed to be napping.
Jeremy: "Dorian, did you poop?"
D: "No."
J: "It smells poopy."
D: "It's you."
So glad he's feeling better.
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you know, i didn't want to say anything, but i think dorian may be on to something. sometimes when i am around jeremy i smell something a little poopy. i just thought it was me, but now that dee dee recognized it too....
i'm just saying....
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