Monkey Man had diarrhea for the first time in his life since
he could actually remember. I think he
had it when he was a baby, but honestly, other than his life-threatening nut
and shellfish allergies, this kid stays pretty healthy. Must be his mother’s OCD and the fact that we
essentially live in a Lysol can that is disguised as a house.
He had a really bad stomachache the other night that came on
suddenly. He cried and I stayed with him
in the bathroom. I just had this stomach
thing the night before and it was still fresh in my mind how badly my stomach hurt,
so I was feeling extra empathetic for the poor kid. After the first round of butt-yuck, he felt
better and was a little amazed at what had just spewed out of him.
The second round he had his dad in there with him. The following was retold by my husband, since
I did not have the awesome privilege of being in the bathroom to witness…
The 3 Stages of Diarrhea as told by a 7 year-old:
- “Daddy! It’s like my butt is peeing out poop!”
- “Oooh, my butt is on fire!”
- “Ouch. It hurts to wipe.”
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