Thursday, January 22, 2009

Biggest. Poop. Ever.

***Warning - this is a non-running, non-workout post***


Seriously.



For the readers who haven't had kiddos of their own yet (Cassie, Katie, Sarah), but might be planning to soon...this might make you not want any kiddos. Ever.



Last night, while the munchkin was eating dinner he started making these crazy grunting noises. At the same time, his little face was getting all red and his eyes were watering. Uh Oh! No sooner did I get him out of his high chair and upstairs on the changing table did I smell the worst smell ever! The kiddo followed me upstairs, because to a 4-year old, seeing the big poop your little brother just made is the funniest thing ever. So, I pulled off the munchkin's corderoy pants and a huge piece of poop fell onto the changing table. The kiddo let out a huge "EEEEWWWW" and nearly fell over laughing, because after all - it's the funniest thing ever. Of course, she's not the one wiping the poop off his arse and legs with an make-shift oven mitt made of wipes! No, she's just there for the free entertainment.





I swear I used half a package of wipes! Disgusting, I tell you! Of course, then you see this face and realize it's all worth it. Well, that is, until he's old enough to talk back...check back in a few years and I'll let you know.



4 comments:

K said...

LOL!!!!!!! He sure is a cutie!

Barbara said...

I'm reading, I'm scrolling down. Reading a little more, totally relating.

And scrolling down a little more.

All of a sudden the top of a baby's head starts to appear on my screen and I think to myself "she's not going to show us evidence of what she just cleaned up is she? Ewww!"

Fortunately, it was just a cute picture of your cutie - minus the details of the story itself!

WHEW!

Tiggs said...

LOL!

When I was in high school, I flew alone with my neice (she was about 1 at the time) to my brother who was living in DC. It was a direct 45 minute flight. About half way through the flight, she had an exploding diaper! All over me, the seat, the floor. So yeh, I've been christened already in that department!

Margo said...

Aw man. I don't know whether to laugh or declare celibacy.