New mom Carolyn Gurewald was headed for the door – coat on, Mountain Dew can in hand – when she finally remembered where she had left her two-month-old daughter’s rectal thermometer.
“After searching the house for forty-five minutes, I figured, ‘Well, I guess I’d better pop out to the drugstore for one of them new butt thermometers’, until I finally remembered: ‘Wait! Maybe it’s still in Brittnee!”
Sure enough, the thermometer, which had taken up residence in little Brittnee’s hindquarters the day before, had been left in by Gurewald’s absent-minded husband, Dwayne.
“She says I left it up there but I don’t think…so,” said the bleary-eyed idiot.
Baby Brittneee, who had been running a slight fever, is said to be “fine ‘n dandy like cotton candy,” according to Mrs. Gurewald.