Where shall I place my trophy?

 Chase falls down several times a day--mainly because he gets too distracted to pay attention to where his two feet are landing. One of his falls today had him landing on his bottom with enough force to make a thud, but not enough to cause any real pain. Of course, falling down scared him a bit, and so the little tyke broke into a mild crying fit. With tear-rimmed eyes, he looked at his father and said:

"Kiss my butt Daddy. Kiss it."

While Daddy was busy laughing his own tookus off, guess who got to pick up the clumsy, 30 pound child and plant a big smacker on his bum? In case you missed it: this would be why I am Mother of the Year.