So yesterday D had to go work the Stars & Stripes Festival in our town. Its pretty cool, streets are blocked off and there are tons of food vendors, a carnival, stages for music, art booths, and of course stuff for sale. But what is cool about this festival is that they have one of the streets dedicated to the military. Each branch has a spot for a tent or whatever, and the recruiters in town work it. They hand out a bunch of free stuff and end up talking to a lot of older people that have been in the military that want to relive the “good ole days” for a bit. The Army brought in a tank looking thing, and last year the Navy had a dive tank. Its pretty neat. D had to go play softball all day on Saturday with the DEPers, and then work this festival on Sunday. Neither of us were too happy about it… but oh well.
So he went up there to work at about 10:30, and I decide I dont want to sit in the house and do nothing all day. I decided to go up there and visit for a bit, and look at all the vendors again to see if there is anything awesome I can’t live without. I had to get ready so I took Baby Girl in the shower with me because 1.) no one is home to watch her and 2.) she LOVES the shower. LOVES it. Srsly.
Im in there getting all clean, and she’s sitting in the tub playing with the foam letters & numbers. As I’m rinsing off my face I hear “EEEEEEWWWWWWWW, EEEEEEEEWWWWWWW”.
With a face full of soap I think – what the heck?! I look down and she is scooting towards the back of the tub, and there is a giant turd right between my feet. (Yes you read that right.) For the first time, my daughter poo-ed in the shower. And I was in it, lucky me.
But the funniest part was that I asked her “did you just poop in the shower?” and she replied “uh-huh (nodding her head vigorously) peee yeeewww stinky!”
I just had to laugh. At that point, what else can you do?
ah, a good poo post.
It hasnt happened a lot but every now and again someone (ahem dash 2) poops in the tub (not me, I’m well into this potty training thing). The last time it happened it was hilarious, dash-1 started screaming “floating poo floating poo” and SCRABBLED faster then I have ever seen him out of the tub.
I’m half tempted to get some fake poo and toss it in the tub when they refuse to get out.
OH man. That happened to me with my little sister. I HATED taking baths with her because she would always go poo in the tub. ALWAYS.
Haha, so I feel for dash-1.
lol, the “Caddy Shack” tub emptying routine, just throw a Baby Ruth bar in with the kids