As if 24+ hours alone by myself with a sick 2 1/2 year old girl wasn't bad enough......
As if 24 + hours alone with the above said and a boy with an attention addiction wasn't bad enough.....
As if being alone with the above said isn't bad enough, then in the middle of trying to prepare a meal for the two above said, your son informs you he's pooped in his pants. Water is boiling, things are baking (and burning), you go up to clean him up, dump the dump in the toilet, flush and YAY!!!
Because your son tends to withhold because of issues with dumping his dump in the toilet, this big ball of dump refuses to flush.
Can I get another YAY!!!!! ?
Son is standing there with crap pasted to the insides of his legs, you're desperately spinning in circles trying to find the plunger as the water and soggy bits of shredded toilet paper teeter precariously close to the rim of the toilet bowl.
Eureka! The Plunger!!!
You strategically plant the plunger around the edges of this insanely huge dump-ball, so as not to implant the plunger in it's mass. You heave and push down, waiting to hear that comforting sound of the big GURGLE that ensures this will all be over soon. Otherwise, you have to resort to cutting this up with a plastic knife and fork
Dinner, anyone???
Speaking of dinner.....it's cooking itself in the kitchen, amazingly enough.
Pretty soon, you'll upgrade from Plumber to Fire Fighter quicker than you can say Poo.
As if all that wasn't bad enough....
You're sick with the nasty beast of a cold you're daughter so lovingly shared.
And if that's not bad enough.....
Aunt Flo has come to town.
Great.
Wonderful.
The cosmic forces just love you, Tab.
Remember: this is divine.
I've heard myself say it. It's in black & white.
Stupid.
About me
- Tabba
- A wife, a mother, a friend. A lover of music, beautiful things, simple things, weighty things, a thinker, a wanderer, a student, and a fiesty fireball. A woman who is all of those things and more. A woman who is trying to matter, and who is trying to leave little more than her footprints behind and a legacy of hope, goodness, and sass behind her in her wake and in the hearts of her two kids. This is just the beginning. Are you ready for the rest of the ride?
5 ripples in the pond:
LMAO! i tried flushing jess's big load of dump once and had the same experience. i now let it "sit" and, um, soften up before i attempt to flush. who knew such little bodies could produce waste on such a gigantic scale?!
I thought I was the only one who had days like this...
Oh MAN! Snot, poo, clogged toilets and Aunt Flo all in one day? I would be needing me some serious chocolate!
I really hope things get better!
I guess the phrase "Shit happens" is really true. It's is truly astonishing the size of turds that can come out of little people, big people I understand, but little people!
I guess the good thing about your day was that things could only get better, right? You can hit me if you want to.
Wait! We ALREADY had the insult to injury thing. Oh, Tabba. I'm so sorry, friend.
i love the plastic knife and fork bit! you have to laugh at it all, don't you? don't you...
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