Monday, August 18, 2008
Poop
When do parents get the luxury of not dealing with poop anymore? Why did Lola have a poop accident (that she apparently didn't know about), rub it all over her belly and the toilet seat? Why did I find a "chocolate chip" on my side of the bed? Why did fecal matter try to ruin my sleep? At least I have a good sense of humor. hahaha! poop the bed!
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well.... I suppose this will do, but I did really like the old one.
and I do know someone who can HTML the crap out of a blog template, so.... you know.... if you needed some help.... or something......
The thing I love best about this poop story is that she rubbed it all over her. What is that about all small children? WTF?
I mean, I used to be a small child and I don't even want to touch poop (a good reason nobody has allowed me to have children in this world) let alone rub it all over my person. eewe.
I really do want to know why they rub it all over themselves. Is it because it becomes like a fragrant finger paint? because that is gross. besides the one time when Jones was carrying his little wad of poop around the house like a ball of play dough he really hasn't had much contact with the stuff...but then again he doesn't poop in the toilet either...maybe that is the key...if your child was still pooing in diapers at the age of 14 (like mine)then maybe she wouldn't touch it? that's all i've got?
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