“Did you forget to flush?” I asked the culprit, without a doubt that he was, in fact guilty.
“What color was it?” He asked slyly avoiding the question.
“Ummm brown” I replied- parrying his dodge.
“Was it lumpy, or smooth????” He asked- evasive, once again.
“Both.” I answered- readying myself for the next blow.
“It was probly Keeb* “ Was his answer. *keeb aka: the cat
“The cat does not use the toilet and you have toilet paper hanging out of your pants. Please , flush next time!” I shouted, exasperated by his attempt at “tefloning” and pointing the blame at an innocent kitteh.
“I can’t” He replied.
“Why?” I ask- afraid of the answer.
“Cause I want my brothers to see it.. it was HUGE” He says, eyes the size of saucers with pride and awe.
Parenting- the stuff they DO NOT tell you in books. But, I will, in mine;)
I shall refrain from a picture today… the word picture here should tide you over;)
PS- this morning I was the mom of 2 highschoolers and a kindergartner- now I have a college kid. *sigh* grief and joy– I have it:)
June 4, 2008 at 7:55 pm
Let me guess: Mr. College Kid = Poop Culprit
June 5, 2008 at 1:49 pm
ummm NOT.. Are you TRYING to get me in trouble????
June 6, 2008 at 12:36 am
3 words…bless his heart.
June 6, 2008 at 12:46 pm
Truer words have never been spoken— in the most southern sense and meaning… bless his heart:)
I agree;)