I did go back a little later and took care of the poop. It was behind/inside this climbing wall, and there was barely any, so there. Yeah, the guilt got to me.As we were heading up to the playground, I said to Bran, "we're going to look for your poop!" We happened to be walking past a big ol' ant pile, and he pointed to it excitedly and asked, "this my poop?" ...noooo...thankfully.
Wow, I just used the word "poop" three (well, four, including this one) times in what? Fewer than 10 sentences? So proud.
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Definitely made me laugh. It is totally understandable that you would not want to pick up the poop with with your bare hands and if you didn't have anything with you.... You are awesome. I am so excited for you to have your baby soon.
Fiona, what superb talent you possess! How is it that you are able to tell the grossest stories about the most disgusting topics that most nobody wants to think about (even though they really do on a daily basis), have the stories be highly amusing/entertaining, and still manage to keep us coming back for more tales of the forbidden and distasteful? Oh my goodness, WOW!!
Is it because you tell it like it is, you know, vividly in full living color? This post, the one with the original poop in the park explanation, and "The Hungry Toilet" are some of my favorites. And, no, I am not a ten year old boy who is into this kind of humor. Keep up the good work.
And I am also excitedly awaiting the birth of your newest daughter and the grand revealing of her name. Pleaase also let me know when Erin gives birth to her baby. Thanks.
I am so using you as my parenting beacon! :)
Okay, I can be your friend again!
Ha ha, so nice of you to go back and clean it up...although, after seeing the actual scene of the crime, I can't really blame Bran for picking that spot. Nice and private...
Good job going back for it, I wouldn't have wanted to get it, but leaving it in a play area wasn't cool either...
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