Anyone keeping up (I know I haven't exactly been keeping up myself) knows that HM is in the middle of potty training. He has pretty much got it, but still poops in his nightly diaper as a way to get out of bed. Lovely!!
Tonight I changed an especially stinky one, put the diaper outside, and washed my hands. So here we are a good twenty minutes after he did the deed and the whole place is still reeking like doo doo. It's nasty, the smell is just drifting from room to room, I mean-it's bad!!
Then all of a sudden I have a 'duh' moment and realize he must have went again. So I ask him and of course he says no. Then I check, nope-no poo. OK, another 'duh' moment (I have alot of those!) and i think outloud-"Is there poop on me?" and I go back to the sink and start scrubbing my hands again.
So here I am bent over the bathroom sink, washing like crazy, and here comes HM behind me and says "Let me check" as he attempts to look down my pants to see if I had poop on me.
I know, I'm awful. I take a total break from blogging and this is what I come back with? Potty humour? Of all the tasteless things I could say,....but yes, I did. Hey, it was funny. I laughed, hopefully you will too.