Why is it that Tucker picks Sunday mornings to play all his pranks on me? This is the one day of the week that I actually shower before 3 p.m. and have to get us both dressed, packed, and out the door by 9:30 a.m. Why couldn't he have picked, say, a Tuesday morning? Well, on this particularly delightful Sunday morning, I had just put my little man in the bathtub. I stepped out to get something, came back 30 seconds later to find him perfectly content with his little feet crossed and his hands clasped neatly in a tub full of poop. Ugh! I've just recently transitioned him into the big tub, so before when he pulled this trick on me, I only had to clean out his little baby tub. And back then, it was little more than a tablespoon or so to clean up. Not this time. Oh, no. It was A LOT and it was EVERYWHERE. You should have seen the look on his face. He was like, "Oh yeah, that's much better, Mommy."
Oh well, welcome to parenthood, Sarah! I love it! And btw, it's impossible to gross me out anymore! : )
Monday, August 24, 2009
The One About Poop
Posted by Crunchy Composure at 8/24/2009
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hahaha...I know this sounds gross, but at least it wasn't in his mouth when you walked in! I have heard of that as well.
I guess he is preparing you for those gross nursing days ahead.
When I was in xray school, my grossest part was doing barium enemas and of course the students had the messiest part.
Yumo! Can't WAIT for that! : )
And you're right, it could have been much much worse.
Yep, I laughed out loud on that one.
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