Boys....all kinds of...um...weird things fascinate them.
Yesterday, I woke up to a foul smell. Dh had gone to work and everyone in the house was still sleeping. That smell can't be me, I thought. Then I wondered if the dog, who sleeps in a kennel in our room, had a problem some time in the night. I got up and looked and sniffed and didn't notice anything in her kennel.
I left the room to get Marc-Adam and when I came back, I realized how much it stunk. But I still couldn't figure out why...it had to be the dog, but she didn't look all that guilty. I laid down to feed the baby and a few minutes later, Stephen walked in. I asked him if he thought it stunk (wondering if this was all in my head) and he said no. Then he left to get a book and when he walked back in he scrunched up his face and said, "Ewww, it doos (his word for 'does')!" I told him I thought so. He asked why and I told him I thought Jubilee (our dog) had pooped in her cage. I was thoroughly grossed out at the thought....I thought he might be, too. Instead, his eyes lit up and he said, "Can I see??"
Yuck.
Then as I cleaned it all out (it was the dog, she had hidden it in her towels), he proceeded to tell me that Larryboy (from VeggieTales) hates poop and he wasn't going to help me clean it up....it was all I could do to keep from throwing up and this commentary was driving me nuts! So in a *very* proud mommy moment, I yelled at him to just LEAVE!
Immediately after cleaning everything up, Zachary starts walking through the house YELLING, "STINKY! I STINKY!!" *sigh* At some point, we all needed to eat breakfast and at this rate, I wasn't going to be very hungry.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Lil' stinker...
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2 comments:
That is a classic mommy story! Definitely one to laugh about another day.
BTW, I love the name of your blog!
Talitha
our cat had some, ah, intestinal problems last year and had trouble making it to the door to go do his business outside. i could smell the nastiness from the other end of the house. and it was the WORST to clean up. it was the foulest smelling poop ever, and it wasn't "normal"... it was goopy squirts filled with grass and sand that must've had Elmer's, too, because they STUCK to the carpet and were a huge pain to get out. needless to say, he got locked outside for quite a while after that. he has now, though, earned back his privilege to hang out indoors.
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