It was the best of times... It was the worst of times. And some may say, it was the poopiest of times! I just think it was funny! On Tuesday we arrived in Fostoria, to visit Mamaw and Papaw and Nana, but when we got here, Papaw thought it would be awesome to give me pneumonia, or at least a nasty cold! So, I've got the sniffles and a little sneezing, and a big bowl full of Bugles corn snacks, and I am standing in the living room watching TV, while Daddy is in the potty. I'm minding my own buisness, taking a poo in my diaper, when Mamaw and Papaw both start yelling, because it is coming out, in liquid form, all over their brand new floor! MAmaw rushed me to the bathroom, interupting daddy, and they proceeded to attempt a tag team cleanup, but the best was yet to come.
Daddy was gagging, I was laughing, and Mamaw threw up her lunch in the bathroom floor, and then i got in the bathtub. Daddy got me all cleaned up, and took me in the other room to dress me. When he was drying my bottom, he saw what he thought was a little spot of poo he had missed. But it was in fact the skin of a dill pickle slice, and it was about 3 inches long. (you dont want to know where the rest of it was!)
So, today I decided to use the potty. I am too nice!!!
1 comment:
Aw, good one Lex, making everyone sick with your digestive troubles. Good job, Peanut!
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