I'm SICK of Poop!
There, I said it.  I don't think it takes me out of the running for Dad of The Year.  I'm just sick of it.  If I never had to change another poop diaper again I would jump around and do my happy dance. 
It used to not bother me, it was just a part of life as a dad that I embraced.  I told myself these days will be gone soon so tackle this stage of life full on.  And I did.  I just went for it. 
But now, now I hate it.  It isn't even just the smell.  It is the whole process.  It is gross. 
And now guess what I do for my job on the weekend.  I work in the nursery -- full of poop.  Lucky for me at church men aren't allowed to change diapers, but I am still surrounded by them.  They haunt me.
And then when we potty train the girls, they do it so soon they can't wipe well so I am still involved in the process.  Joy.
So here is what I was thinking this morning.  And this is the gross part:
"If poop is submerged in the potty is it as gross?" The answer for me is NO.  It hit me today (I know this is a weird thing to think about) I don't mind submerged poop.  It is the dry, live ones that make me cringe.
OK.  I promise that will be my one and only poop post.  Sorry.
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