More poo

Though work is heck, at least I'm never bored. Here's a story that happened to one of my colleagues yesterday:

Tommy had a really bad accident in his pants. Poop all over. To his credit, he tried to take of it. He stripped down completely and began washing his clothes in the toilet.

"What are you doing???" his teacher cried. "I'm going to call your parents to come get you!" At this point, this poor, naked, embarrassed thing was covered in poo, up to his elbows in poo, and had covered the toilet and walls with poo. Realizing he was doing the wrong thing, he immediately came out of the washroom and continued washing his poopy clothes in the sink.

"Ahhhh! What are you doing???" she screamed. Now there was poo on the classroom sink and floor as well. "Your parents are coming. Don't move. I'm calling the caretaker."

Poor Tommy. Naked, covered in poo, and only trying to fix things. It couldn't get worse.

"What do you want?" grumbles the disgruntled caretaker. He looks over. "Whaaaat????!!!!!"

I hope Tommy has a better day.

Kiddy-isms

My two year old son:

Mommy. Sun. Go down!

Me: Yes, the sun is going down.

Awwww. Sorry.

Me: Why are you sorry? Did YOU make the sun go down?

Yesth.


My daughter while flushing:

Bye-bye poo! See you later!

On the size of poo:

Look mommy! Three poos! A daddy poo, a mommy poo, and a baby poo! It's a family!

On the shape of poo:

Mommy! It looks like a toothbrush!

On the sequence of poo:

Me: Did you poo or pee?

Poo! And pee! Together!