Friday, June 20, 2008

Poo (yes, I just said poo)

Before Phil and I were engaged we were at a get-together with the Voice Male couples* and listened as these other couples discussed the many and diverse joys of parenthood. (They had no idea that we were about a week away from getting engaged and that their horror stories were not helping us feel comfortable about taking that plunge!) We heard stories about barf, poo, and snot that were just plain yucko.

Well, we have since had our own experiences. One of those was tonight. Phil was giving Eden a bath. She had eaten a TON at dinner. Well, food in means poo out. Unfortunately her timing wasn't so good. I'll spare you the details but lets just say that the tub got cleaned a day earlier than it would otherwise have been.

Those of you with children are probably thinking about your own "fun" experiences. Those of you without children are thankful. Those pregnant with your first child (ok, I think that is just you Char) are thinking... BRING IT ON!

*At least once a year the VM guys take their wives out for a night on the town. It is called "Wife Appreciation Night" and is just a nice time to splurge on good food/entertainment and mostly to get together and laugh. I have attended several (although only one so far as an actual VM wife).

9 response(s):

Charlotte said...

or not.

:0)

Layne said...

Ha! I think I know the outing you're talking about. The meal at Tucci's, right? Because we talked about it afterward and felt sorry that we had been so graphic. Bygones!

Bamamoma said...

Yup, Layne, that's the one. Of course somehow the topic of children's grossness seems to often come up when we are all together. Does that speak more about our children or our husbands? :)

Corrie said...

Oh yeah baby! Wait till you have two in the tub and the older one knows what that stuff is! Soooo gross!
xoxoxoxox

Jill said...

Leave it to Voice Male and wives to have a "poo" conversation at the dinner table! Sorry we freaked you out..and I am happy you now have your own poopy stories! :-)

Jill said...

Also...is it weird that the only emotion I got from your blog was the desire to have dinner with Voice Male and wives?... perhaps to share more poo stories...I guess my "gross" emotion is dead to all things poo.

Bamamoma said...

Jill, the thing I remember about you that night is that you thought you had such the scoop because you "caught" Phil and I holding hands during that show (Stomp or Jump or Bang or something). I chuckled because I thought "if she only knew..." and then a week later we were engaged and you did know. Funny...

Bamamoma said...

Charlotte,
I can't wait to hear your stories. I mean your stories are always the funniest anyway but add a small person, some bodily fluids, and Eric's reactions and the stories are sure to be good! It will be GREAT!

Anonymous said...

With 8 siblings I could share some great stories in this arena. I'll spare the worst and just share two ways to get your younger brothers to jump out of the tub REALLY fast:

1. Make a casual visit to the bathroom while they're bathing. Throw (in a secretive manner) in a small, brown potato and yell, "Oh gross! There's a (insert family name for fecal matter here) floating in the tub!"

2. Substitute the potato for a small, brown pair of your little brother's rolled up "Sunday socks."

It's good practice for exiting the tub and bathroom quickly in case of a real emergency, like a fire, etc.

Sorry- couldn't resist... but I posted this comment anonymously so NOBODY would know who it was...