Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Now That's Poopy

The last few days in our house have been chaos. Not that unusual for any household with a pre-schooler and an almost toddler. What has made our last few days crazy is poop. Lots and lots of poop.

Ally's digestive system can be on the sensitive side. And our weekend eating habits were less than gastro friendly. On Saturday night we went to a barbecue at a friends house were her Argentinian husband cooked as only Argentinian can. He cooked lots and lots of meat. One word- Meatgasm. It was awesome, but as we don't eat a lot of meat in our house all of our belly's were a little woozy.

We followed that up on Sunday with lunch at Long John Silvers. Which is really rough on my non-holding gallbladder body. It didn't do too well on Ally either as she spent the rest of Sunday running to the potty screaming "I NEED TO POOOOOOOOOP".

Monday morning was greeted with changing her underwear twice before I left for work and her screaming her new word of the month " I HAVE DIARRHEA!" and than made song up about it. "DIARRHEA IS IN MY BUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!" I 'm feeling Grammy Nomination.

Oh and did I mention that during all of this pooping- the toilet broke? Oh yhea, toilet wouldn't flush. Can we say AHHHHHHHSOME!

Jason stayed home with her on Monday, as we feared a phone call from the school and dehydration. They had a fun day of fixing the toilet and napping.

We thought she was better, but Tuesday morning was followed up me changing her underwear 3 times before leaving for work. And another song about diarrhea. And another day home with dad this time going to the hardware store that gives her toys and her dad buying her "sfrinkle" donuts.

We went to friends house for dinner last night where Ally felt the need to share her ailment by screaming at dinner "I HAVE DIARRHEA!" That's always good dinner party conversation.

Everything seemed fine this morning and when I shared the bad news that her butt was fine and that there would be no day of donut eating and playgrounding, she of course had a meltdown. "I WANT MY DIARRHEA BACK!" was well the obvious response.

My response was "someday".

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