Well, my little people have taken it to their own level. This happens 3-4 times a week now. Dueling Poo.
First, it starts with the giggle farts. This is usually started by an unclaimed one then turns into who can do the nastiest one. My house smells like boy.
Then, it's the mad dash to the bathroom - picture A Christmas Story, where Ralph and Randy pounce each other up the stairs on Christmas eve to see who can get into bed first. This is the bathroom dash.
Then it's rock paper scissors with their legs crossed and hineys tucked under in order to figure out who's gonna actually go first. By now, my house smells like cesspool
Finally, I get the dimensions - "MOM!!! I MADE A HUGE POOP!!" "LOOK AT THIS MOM!! IT"S GINORMOUS!!"
Although, my personal favorite was the little guy the other day that told me his poop looked like a music note. (Visual - a quarter note for those in the know)
With that, my lovlies, it's time to break out the febreze and start another duel around here.
Happy Weekend all.
I'll have a tall glass of red now.
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3 comments:
Oh. My. I think I'm glad I only have one boy.
I found you on Bloggy Moms... thanks for a laugh this evening. Hope the Febreeze helps!
I'm not sure what it is about farts and poop that fascinate boys but....I think you and I live in the same house (although neither one has ever made a musical note poo that I'm aware of). Does febreeze come in gallon size??
lol, boys are gross.
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