Mr. Sensitive

December 19, 2011

Poop Half-Life

Filed under: Uncategorized — lbej @ 09:13

I am nearly a full year into Operation Simba and I can no longer imagine that my whole life would ever not smell like a war between Poop Butt and Formula Neck.  We are phasing out formula in favor of milk, but Milk Neck isn’t much of an improvement.  Brinkley will be phasing out diapers on a schedule that has yet to be determined but will result in his becoming toilet-exclusive sooner than he’d like and later than I’d like.  I’m not interested in having him crap in a plastic bowl that I have to sort out afterward because that smell is likely to be more intense than diapers, not less.  It’s commode or bust for us.  Flush or no flush, I’m pretty sure my hands will smell like poop and formula for the rest of ever.  I don’t understand how I can wash my hands three times with bleach and soap and they still smell like Brinky poop, but there you have it.  The only smell that’s more invasive and resilient is raw onions.  I’m thinking of getting a tattoo on the back of my right hand that says ALWAYS SAUTÉ.

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1 Comment »

  1. Aren’t you not supposed to wash your hands with bleach, toogie? Sometimes his poop just smells kind of sweet, right? I don’t think he’ll be using the toilet very soon – other than as a place to play with water.

    Comment by euregirlsandboys — December 19, 2011 @ 10:53 | Reply


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