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So Friday night I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and someone had left their unflushed “business” in the toilet.
I knew it had to be one of two short culprits in the house, so I went into the den and announced: “Girls, somebody pooped in the potty and didn’t flush!”
If you’re in your 20s and single and reading this and realize that when you’re 40 that making an announcement about feces will be the dramatic twist to your Friday night, besides your husband bringing home red and white wine, well, you probably will be thankful to be 20-something and single. Very thankful.
No one ever fessed up to the crime.
And I was not surprised.
Later I was in bed with Miss A doing the “this is the last snuggle of the night, I swear” because she’s quite good at coercing me into curling up with her in her twin bed until I doze off and wake up drooling on a pillow with my contacts are dried to my eyeballs.
Miss A: “Mommy I love you, you are the BEST mommy ever.”
(See how she pulls the manipulatress strings like a pro?)
“I love you, and Daddy, and sissy, and Bailey and Jack…and the POOP GHOST!”
Me: “The poop ghost? Who is the poop ghost? Is that who didn’t flush the potty?”
Miss A: “No mommy, that was the BOOGER MONSTER!”
Fin.
Or should I say, flush?
I hate walking into the bathroom and seeing the toliet unflushed. Why do they do this? My husband even does it sometimes (not with poop, but with just pee). It really isn’t that hard to just push the little handle.
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Hate to break it to you, but It gets worse, once they’re teens. Don’t worry, by the time that happens, you just won’t care anymore and, well, someone’s got to flush it, sooner or later
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I have one of those at my house. Nothing like a Poop Ghost/Booger Monster.
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giggle, giggle, snort
Hugs,
Holly
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It wouldn’t be so bad, having a resident poop ghost, if there was a poop fairy to clean up after them and no I don’t MEAN ME! Ahem.
The Poop Ghost – that is hysterical!
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But it’s also hilarious. I’m still in my twenties and unfortunately single and wish when I read this, I would have one day a happy family too, even with a “Poop Ghost”.
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[...] just in time as you fling open the stall door and BAM.
LOL My culprits admit thier dirty deeds! I would be happy to flush for my youngest if only he would USE the potty chair for his poop again. My 6 year old used to paint her crib with poop EVERY. Single. Day. One day she even made poop figures and put one on almost every step on our stairway.
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My youngest used to eat poop, his own or the cats. He prefered the cat’s because it had crunchy pieces of litter coating on it.
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