What this Mommy Blog is sadly lacking though are stories of poop and farts - requisites I believe to be considered a real mommy blogger. There is no rule that I know of that these have to be my children's poop and farts, is there?
So, without further ado, let me initiate myself into the world of true Mommy Bloggers.
While at Lowes last weekend, scouting out items for our growing list of home improvement 'to dos',
Since my husband had that look of abject terror on his face at the prospect of managing both kids and a shopping cart (I mean imagine - what a terrible scenario that would be - how he thinks the groceries get done and the pantry and fridge fill up is beyond me!), I took Miss E to the bathrooms with me.
I brought her into the stall, and gave her the usual lecture about standing still and absolutely not touching anything in there. So I set about my business and Miss E is getting all the more curious - poking at the toilet roll dispenser, the disposal unit for 'you know what' ladies, unlatching the door (my growling remonstrations ensured she did not open said door), and finally crouching down so she can look at the feet of all the other ladies relieving themselves. And there were a lot of ladies.
When the surrounding stalls were suitably occupied, Miss E then shouts (she hasn't quite mastered the art of the 'inside voice' yet), "Mommy, *sniff, sniff*, what's that smell? *sniff, sniff* - Ewwwww, Mommy! - You did STINKY POO.
You can bet I washed up and hightailed it out of there, pronto - carefully avoiding eye contact with anyone in the process.
Sharon at Pinks and Blues girls wrote this post about ladies, and ladies' bathrooms. Go read it, I'm sure it will strike a chord with most moms, and women in general. She is also running a contest for your potty stories to win fun goodies - you 'gotta go' and check it out and enter!