You know you live in a house with boys when the following scenario occurs:
While enjoying his warm bath, the baby decides it has not only relaxed his mind, but his bowels. To this end, he unleashes The Dreaded Blueberry Poop (Google that phrase, I swear you won't be disappointed) in the warm, soothing water.
The mama squeals and quickly fishes the baby out of the water, thanking Jeebus that the three-year-old got out of the water in time. Because poop water? NOT CLEANSING.
The brothers catch on to what is happening and begin to laugh hysterically. Then they run into the bathroom together to look at the poop floating in the tub. Poop! In the tub! They have never seen or heard of anything funnier in their lives! They begin to discuss the poop with rising, hysterical glee. It's poop! From a butt! OMG!
The father, annoyed by the ridiculous giggling and shouting about POOP! IN THE TUB! puts on his deep man voice and suggests that if the brothers think it's so funny, then maybe they would like to clean it up. WHO THINKS IT'S FUNNY NOW, BOYS? It turns out they both think it's funny! They don't hear the father because they are too distracted by the ringing of poop! In their ears! In the tub! Poop! From a butt! Could this day get any better?!
Eventually, the ruckus dies down. The mama cleans the poop out of the tub and vows to look for a job that pays more. The brothers move on, the father makes himself a stiff drink, and the baby lives to poop another day.
Haha, good times at casa dadamama! Remember how Gus use to poop EVERYTIME he got into the tub so ole Auntie Appleton got you a fishy net to fish them out! Your kids are the best!
Posted by: Jac | January 06, 2009 at 10:26 PM
The Dr. Sear's books actually recommend the warm bath as a remedy for infant constipation. It didn't work for my kid once! You're a lucky Mama!
Posted by: Kelly | January 07, 2009 at 08:29 AM
OMG i am so busted reading blogs at work. lauging hysterically at my desk. HA!
please, please, please, have gus call ethan on the phone and tell him this story. he will die laughing and start the ruckus once anew. awesome!
Posted by: mamadaisy | January 07, 2009 at 10:26 AM
I just nasal-sprayed coffee on my monitor. Thanks!
Good times, good times....
Posted by: Kryste | January 08, 2009 at 08:13 AM
ahhhhhh
Ani would think it was fun Moya would scream in terror!
She use to do that on a regular basis as a baby even now she has to get out of the tub and go every time she gets a bath.
Posted by: morganbosley | January 08, 2009 at 10:54 AM
OMG! I haven't laughed out loud so hard in a long time Marcy. You're the best at describing in hysterical detail what it's like to live with 4 boys. Love you!
Posted by: Lins | January 08, 2009 at 12:05 PM
SNORT!
Posted by: Mama Goose | January 08, 2009 at 03:05 PM