in Random Crap
Hailey (flushing the potty) : Bye bye poo-poo! Have a nice day!
Victor (under his breath to me): That poo-poo is so not going to have a nice day.
My son has been known to wish his potty well as it flushes away, too. 🙂
LOL…Persistence does the same.
But, how does Victor know the poo won’t have a nice day? Has he ever seen Nemo?
Using My Words
See, besides spooning and rubbing, Hailey is learning to be very polite. Y’all just crack me up.
The Bloggess – where you learn how to be polite to feces and offend women. Is our society bass-ackwards or what?
ROFL! at Victor! That was witty!
My cousin used to have long, drawn out goodbyes with the toilet paper before she would flush.
I’ve been out of touch for awhile and am sorry you have continued to be so sick. I just want you to know you are not alone. At five-months old I had spinal menegitis, was deaf and blind and was not expected to live. By the grace of God, I was healed – no more SM, no more deafness and blindness. However, my body has never been fully healthy – physically and mentally I have always struggled. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that my body will never cooperate the way I’d like it to and sometimes do think it would just be better to die now, but then I remind myself that for the most part, regardless of my health, my days are still good because I am surrounded by love.
Be good to yourself.
Has Victor ever been flushed?
at least she doesn’t ask to see yours before you flush it…ick…boys..
It’s going to have a better day than the goldfish, at least it will be among friends.
I think poo poo starts out with a crappy day and it just gets shittier.
lol – ‘have a nice day!’?? but be happy there’s a toilet and flushing involved!
Filing this under “random crap” – how appropriate!
I could use the bikini bra to cover my eyes – so the morning sun won’t wake me.
I commented that on the wrong post.
Well, you know what I’m talking about…
Q’s still so far away from using the toilet – I’m jealous.
Hidey Ho says Mr. Hanky.
My niece Claudia ate some Rainbow Ice Cream one day, which is like a slurry of colors mixed together. Because she was at that age where adults had to accompany her to the bathroom, I bore witness to the birth of her first child — a monster turd so large and chromatic that Rainbow Brite cried. It was literally every color of the ice cream she ate earlier. She popped off the loo, turned to look, and squealed in amazement at her creation. “Wow, that’s a big poop!” she uttered. Yes, it was.
She flushed the toilet. Then she stepped back, waved bye-bye, and exclaimed, “Bye-bye, lolli-poop!”
I’ll never shit the same.
Awww.. sounds like she was raised with great manners.. that is still freaking hilarious!
And that’s why you’re still married to Victor.
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