Mommy Moment Monday- The Moment When….

The moment when you step on something on the bathroom floor. You look down to see a dried mass of brown….something. Then three feet away you notice the wet toilet paper with a matching brown mass of ….something. Then you remember how 5 minutes before hand you had your foot on the counter and your husband was pulling a small piece of glass out of a cut. Then visions of your foot getting infected, falling off and having a peg leg shoot into your head. Yes, this was my Monday morning and yes it was dried poop.

I wont bore you with the disgusting details of the conversation we had discussing why Bug left poop and poopy toilet paper on the ground. However, I will tell you it was quiet entertaining.


The Moment When…

The moment when you smell it. Ya moms all know that smell. The one that turns your nose up. Ya, that one. And some get that joyful experience when your kid does it in the same spot everytime.

SB picks my office. While working on the blog she squats down and bam! I smell it. Dang girl!!

So I smelt it and knew a diaper change was in order. But just to make sure; I check. And I instantly feel that warm sensation of “something” on my finger. Gag! No dry heaving. I contained it.

I tell her it’s time for a change and she is so amazing. She walks her cute self into her room. How can you be disgusted at a face like that?!

The Moment When…

The moment when you realize someone has opened the door while your taking a shower. The brisk morning A/C cooled air is now rushing into your bathroom you have blissfully been pumping steam into for the past 5 minutes. Trying to create your mommy spa. It went like this –

Hubs: can you turn down the heat?
Me: (sigh) yes. Just a second.
Hubs: turn down the heat!
Me: ok. Geeze calm down. Why is it so important that I can’t take a 5 minute shower?

I turn around to see a naked, and poop covered, little SB. Sigh. That needed no answer.

Followed by the moment when… you don’t want to leave the shower for fear of what you will find – and smell.

Happy Sunday!

PS. We took the spawn on a hike yesterday. Saw some amazing views.




Dinosaurs or Poop?


Is that what I think it is?

Is that what I think it is?

The moment when…you come down the stairs in a daze after being woken up WAY too early by your three year-old.  You squint as you make your way into the kitchen when something stops you dead in your tracks…It’s brown, smallish, and lumpy.  It’s sitting on the floor right next to your couch.  With two boys in the house there are any number of things it could be.  But, with two boys in the house in various stages of potty training it could also be one thing…

Is that poop on my floor?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Upon closer inspection, though, you realize all is well.  It is actually just two cute, brown, little dinosaur toys.  You heave a sigh of relief, and go about making your coffee.  Poop crisis averted…for now, anyway.  🙂

Phew...Just dinos!

Phew…Just dinos!