Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Days of our Poop
It often amazes me just how much of my life now centers around the bodily functions of my offspring. Adin, my 3 1/2 year old always announces when he has to go. It's almost as if nothing will come out if he doesn't yell, "I have to use the potty." I'm not quite convinced that he wouldn't get poop on his hand if he wiped himself, so I always have to stand close to the door for him to say, "I need my bottom wiped." His sister, Arwyn, though is really the one who is obsessed with her own excrement. When she was about 8 months old, I heard her making the cutest baby sounds in her crib upstairs. I decided to peek in the room to get a glimpse at my precious little girl. Well, my delight turned to horror when I saw her diaper off and her poop spread around the crib. I think she was working on some type of "Number 2" masterpiece. Recently, she has decided it's quite fun to take off all her clothes. Today as I was upstairs putting on my make-up, Adin yelled, "Mom, Arwyn took off her clothes again." I heard them both laughing and the pitter patter of little feet. When I looked down the stairs, the first thing I saw was my daughter's little butt and something orange right in the center. I knew this wasn't the peanut butter she had for lunch. What I found to be really disconcerting was the fact that some of her orange bowel movement was around her mouth! Adin then told me that Arwyn had spread some of it on the wall. Who knows? Maybe she will be the next Van Gogh or something. Anyway, this blog really has no point-just a story about how much my life centers around children's bodily functions.:)