One of the NOT so joyous moments of motherhood

Of course, there are COUNTLESS moments, but today I am choosing to highlight poop. Yep....poop.....that happens to keep ending up in Luke's underwear, rather than in the potty. Well, it ended up in the potty eventually, but only because I put it there..like this:Mmmm-hmmm..I agree...gross....sorry, I hope you didn't just finish dinner. Why did I even take this picture you ask? So one day, year's from now, when I recall to his wife what a sweet, angelic, compliant child he was, I can be reminded that at times he WASN'T!! The child that eats all his fruits and veggies first off his plate is the one who keeps holding onto his poop for days on end. We skipped soccer practice tonight-no way in heck did I want to be in the middle of a park and hear him say 'mommy, I need to go' (not that it would result in anything different than at home...).

So now I get to go and wring out dirty underwear all the while with a disgusted look upon my face. Luke will look on and apologize profusely and promise not to do it again....yeah, right......

Gee, I sure hope I haven't tarnished your opinion of my little Luke (or me for that matter, what mom blogs about poop?), he really is a good boy on all other accounts. I guess God had to give us one problem potty-er (though if memory serves me right, I think Eric was too). This too shall pass...into the potty hopefully, right?