The scoop on poop – Hive and Nest

You knew something like this would happen.  After all, I’ve told you that I’m potty-training Jasper and he won’t poop in the toilet.

So here’s how it went down:  Ada comes in from the backyard yelling that Jasper has pooped in his pants again.  I go outside and there is Jasper, frolicking in his starkers, with poop smeared all over himself.  But where are the panties* full of poop?  Oh, there they are over in the middle of the lawn†. 

Hey, wait a sec, what’s the dog doing??? Oh no, she is eating the poop!!! 

I grab Maggie with her face covered in poo;  grab Jasper (also covered in poo) and throw them both in the shower, squirting baby soap and dog shampoo in their general direction.

If I were an amateur mom I would be shrieking and almost passing out.  But after six kids and two dogs, these nasty shenanigans don’t even rock my boat.  

(Best of all, Mister chose that moment to come home from work and find me scrubbing everyone down in the shower.  I looked so industrious.)

*In our house all underpants are referred to as panties whether they belong to males or females. 

†Which is now dead, brown and petrified due to having the hottest July on record here in Austin. Today we will be having our 47th day this year of triple digit temps. Please feel sorry for us.