Sunday, January 31, 2010
A Shitty Story
Tonight D said that he had wet his pants so I grabbed him and took him to the bathroom so he could finish in the toilet. What he forgot to say is dad I also shit my pants. So I get in the bathroom and as I am helping him pull his pants down I see it out of the corner of my eye but it’s too late. All I could do was move the throw rug real quick and then plop on the floor it went. Then the real fun begins not only do I have a steaming pile of shit on the floor I have a 3 year old little boy that is now in a state of panic. He knows that shit does not go on the floor. Just one of those things that people don’t tell you about when you do not have kids.