We were two miles from home when I started to get concerned. I had a sudden need for a bathroom and there was no where to go. I slowed down, hoping the urge would pass. It was stop-and-go for a few blocks when things got desperate. We discussed the possibility of the bushes at the corner, but the 3-way stop was too intrusive.
We turned a corner and a few houses down was a new home under construction. A large dumpster in the front yard provided the necessary cover and my friend guarded from the road. I found a large crate behind the dumpster and proceeded to take full advantage - all the while feeling a lot of sympathy for guys like this...
As I ran from the scene of the crime I was overcome with guilt, envisioning the home owner or construction workers arriving on site Monday morning and saying, "Oh Sh**!"- literally.When I couldn't stop thinking about it I vowed to return later that afternoon and right my wrong. With grocery bag, paper towels, a water bottle, and Clorox I returned for clean-up. I must admit I was nervous about running into someone there. Would they accuse me of lewd behavior or destruction of property and call the police? No one was there so I just took care of everything and got the crap out of there. (ha ha)
I debated whether or not to blog about this, but it just got better as the day progressed. Tonight I met my mom and sisters at Chick-fil-a for a Priesthood Meeting Girl's Dinner. The kids ate and were having great fun in the play land when a mom came over and asked, "Is one of you the mom of the little boy with the white shirt with stripes?" That would be me. "He just pooped in the play land." Apparently taking him to the bathroom for a try five minutes earlier didn't do the trick. Instead he found a corner, pulled down his pants, and as one of the employees put it "took a dump." You know, there really wasn't a lot I could say to scold him.
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7 comments:
First of all I CANNOT get over that picture.Yuck! And poor guy!
Second, I think anyone who has ever worked out knows of the exact dire situation you described. I know I do.
Third, HOORAY for running 12 miles!!!
I am totally afraid that someday I am going to be that Mom. The mom with the kid who does something embarrassing in the playland. It's going to happen 1 day I just know it. Way to be strong!!
Good job on the exercise I wish I was as devoted as you are.
That is so revealing! And great. So good of Val to be your accomplice and so great of your conscience to demand you clean up after yourself. A different but memorable story to be sure! I can't believe a person can run 12 miles, though, (especially after not wiping. lol)
I feel for you at the playland. I feel self conscious if my kid coughs at the playland! I'm sure your sisters and mom were gracious about it, though. ;)
Thus the reason I am delaying potty training ( my son's, not mine)
NIIIIICCE!!!! That was the best moment of my day, thanks for sharing! Megan says her respect for you has just increased ten-fold!! You are so stinkin' awesome!!!! And what are the odds that he would do it the same day?!
Angela mentioned I should start reading your blog for some fun family laughs. I have to admit, this first post wasn't what I expected. I certainly had some laughs I just didn't expect to peak so much into your personal life. Glad to witness your great personality and ability to laugh at your embarrassing moments. I guess with kids there is always more to come.
ha ha you are so funny. Oh yeah this is jeremy.
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