Poop Stories

Last night I realized that if I don’t post something I will not be able to keep claiming”blogger” on our tax returns.  Turns out making thirty-six dollars a year can actually be a good thing. - – - – - – - – - - There has been a lot of talk about poo...
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Scott: “I thought kids weren’t supposed to get sick in the summer.” Me: “Uh, what about last summer do you not remember?” Summer sickness sucks, but there is one teeny good part.  When my child lays on the sofa watching television for ten hours I can do a lot of things between popcicles pillow...
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Hayden and I attempted a little outing to the park this morning.  Since the big kids are already back in school, I knew it wouldn’t be too crowded, which is always annoying.  Nothing like an over-sized nine year old barreling through a toddler-sized maze of playground equipment.  I always want to turn to whatever...
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I was one of those days.  Hayden is home from school until after Labor Day- yes, he just started preschool, but I got used to being able to wash the dishes in under an hour. After a morning trip to IKEA to get a big boy bed, assembling it using as few curse words...
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I’ve been a neglectful blogi this week, so I am making up for it with a true story. Which you will now read. Once, when H was still in diapers, I was changing him after a Number Two.  I was wiping and wiping and wiping and there was a stubborn little bit that just...
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As a parent, a good deal of my time and energy are focused on poop.  The frequency, color, quality, smell, and how to clean it up as efficiently as possible.  That said, no matter how cute my baby is, cleaning up his poop is never enjoyable.  Poop, anywhere other than in the potty, is...
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