The kids and I are in Corvallis for the week, picking raspberries and blueberries. It's hard to stay away from home at this time of year! So I don't. :o)
Last night we went to my little brother's frisbee game (they won 12-1...or more...I was a little distracted). Sammy, as you know, is in underwear full-time, and last night was no exception. I could tell he had to go, but he's not so great at going behind trees yet (tho we got a lot of practice on the trip here...), so I just told him to hold it. Dumb, yes, I know.
Towards the end of the game I looked around and saw him a ways off, standing in a frozen pose. Uh-oh. I went over to him to ask if he needed to go potty.
"Potty and poop...I already went poop. What are you going to do with me?" Asked with a deer-in-the-headlights look.
What am I going to do with him? Where did that come from?
So I borrowed a baggie and a doggie and went behind a tree and did a little pooper scooping. Disgusting, but he was already in his extra underwear! (note to self: put several pairs of extra underwear in the car)
2 comments:
LOVE berry-picking time!!
Oh frisbee games and berry pickin' in Corvallis! You are living the life girl! And that poop scoop story will go down in history for your little guy. He'll forever know how much you sacrificed during your mommy years with him.
Our bishop here in Dallas has a son that works at Frito Lay. J & I were wondering if Stephen knows him. His last name is Huntsman. Our bishop said he is around 27-28. Does Stephen know of him? Our bishop/wife are great people.
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