Tuesday, April 24, 2007
For The Love of Poop
It was a beautiful day out. Clint had just gotten home from work and we decided to take the kids outside to burn off some energy. I took them out while he got a cold beer and some cheese. I was sitting on the bench and noticed a little something under my nail. I went to clean it out with my mouth and just as I got close to my mouth noticed a faint smell of poop. That's right, I had poop under my nails. Apparently when I wiped Emily's butt for her, just before we headed out, I got her shit under my nail. OH MY GOD, I ALMOST ATE HER POOP. I ran upstairs and sent Clint to watch the kids as I proceeded to scrub and scrape my nails. NO, I did not use my mouth. I no longer clean under my nails with my mouth. I am cured of ONE of my nasty habits. I ALMOST ATE POOP. OH MY GOD.
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