Irreverent Mother: No, YOU smell it!
A lesbian mom who believes that Hell is just a nice place to reconnect with old friends.
No, YOU smell it!
"He had a blow out."
"Again? He just pooped ten minutes ago!"
"Well, then what's that spot on his pants?"
"I dunno - is it poop juice? Here - smell it."
If you can go through this scenario AND you actually smell the spot, then you've officially passed the parent test. A world of wonder and excrement are in store for you.
(Yeah, I smelled it. It was poop juice.)Labels: Bean, misc
Heh...just wait til the juice becomes more substantive and he smears it all over EVERYTHING. Good times.
Just found your blog -- fun reading. Thanks for sharing your experience.
I've smelled many a putative poop spot. It gave us a whole new meaning for "filling up and spilling over."
Later, the poopies firmed up a bit, so less leakage. But then we got the infamous (for us) Teething Poopy.
Wonder why our non-infant-parenting friends and relatives never want to talk to us anymore? Don't they find defecation as fascinating as we do?
The things parents do, huh? I never imagined that I would smell poop juice and, yet, I have too.
We do spend an inordinate amount of time in the discussion and dissection of Bean's bodily functions. Never would I have guessed that such a large portion of my life would be spent talking, smelling, cleaning and blogging about poo.
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