I was away on a trip a couple of months ago, and my husband sent me a text: @the park, Will just pooped his pants, going home and drinking heavily. Nothing worse than kid poop once they've been out of diapers for two years.
I spent 16 years in the television business. I worked, by turns, as a writer, director, producer, casting associate, and the gal who gets everybody’s Starbucks order. Later, I spent time as a counselor at an outpatient program for adorable teens with un-adorable psych and addiction issues. Working in the orbit of actors, rock stars, comedians, and teenagers prepared me for my current gig as the stay-at-home mother of a kindergartner named Bob. Now, it’s like the circus has come to town everyday. I am living the dream.
Yikes.
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Ohhhh no!
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me spit coffee everywhere, Bob. This reminds me of the post where he presented a piece of poo to you! (That was my LOL favorite.)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to see he understands the gravity of that situation. poo'ing the pants will never be a joking matter to him. Nor is it with me. usually.
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ReplyDeleteUh-oh! That is seewiuosly not good.
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Well, it happens to the best of us. Even Bob Rosenberg.
ReplyDeleteOuch.
ReplyDeletePoo happens.
ReplyDeleteOh no!
ReplyDeleteSending you a virtual hug, no wait sending you virtual vodka!
does he actually talk like that?
ReplyDeleteI was away on a trip a couple of months ago, and my husband sent me a text: @the park, Will just pooped his pants, going home and drinking heavily. Nothing worse than kid poop once they've been out of diapers for two years.
ReplyDeleteI hope he's feeling okay. Not a fun thing to deal with, Mom. I surprised you sound the time to post that little gift today :)
ReplyDeleteAt least he told you. Levi sat in his today...for a very long time. It required a hose down. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteOh, that's not good.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it was a shart. (Trying to give "Poops" the benefit of the doubt here.)
ReplyDeleteLike you've always said, "grampa bob."
ReplyDeleteOh. Crap.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, my soda just went up my nose. I can always count on Bob to make my day.
ReplyDeleteYou're lucky, you are. You get told. I have to find out for myself.
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