Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Reminiscing

Okay, so I hope you don't think this is ridiculous, but for those of you who don't know, I send out an email pretty regularly, about every month. I'm copying one of those emails to here for those of you who haven't read it. It's from March of 2007. I think it's funny, and whenever I start catching up with someone who has gotten my emails, they always bring up this one. I'm happy that such a bad experience could now bring some much needed laughter. :) So I hope you enjoy.


So, the realization has been sneaking up on me that not only do I have kids to test my patience, I also have them to help me fine-tune my sense of humor. I think a sense of humor is like rose-colored glasses that you have to wear upside-down...Take for instance the spectacle of Jacob with a really bad, bad case of diarreah in the Wal-Mart check out lane. If you throw in the fact that I was completely out of wipees, my face was beet red as a result of a pounding heart and a mild (yeah right!) case of embarrassment, and Jacob was screaming on the top of his lungs (I guess he was embarrassed, too..), you might feel a sympathetic chuckle rising in your chest. Now, just contemplate the ramifications of a bad case of diarreah in the Wal-Mart check out lane. Poop-covered food is not fun to clean up, but you absolutely have to before you can buy it. I'm sure any employee of Wal-Mart would call it a day on that one..."POOP on the FOOD??! I'M OUTTA HERE!" And it's not like you canjust leave the cart, grab the kids, and bolt. Then you and the kid's carseat would be covered in poop. AND you'd have to repeat the painful hour that it took you to acquire all the food you needed. I'll just say that I'm glad that it took me at least 15 minutes in the Wal-Mart bathroom to clean up Jacob and all the food, because by then all the people that had been witnesses to "My Most Embarrassing Moment" were already gone. And, can I also say that I disagree with all of the save-the-tree advocates who think that everything has too much packaging. Packaging can save your food from poop. That's all I have to say about that.

2 comments:

Allison @ Allie Browns Layouts said...

Hahaha! That was pretty hilarious. And it is definitely something that could happen to any one of us with kids. I can feel the embarrassment you must've had and your poor son having to feel it all over. But the poop-covered-food was awesome! That was funny. Those are definitely one of those days where you can't wait for it to be over and then when it is you just laugh about it.

Unstoppable Lindsey said...

Ah...that explains it! I'm all about the packaging!!