like having your own little leprechaun… in your pants by @poobou
Last March, I was at the grocery store with my then-2 year-old daughter, and she started to get whiny. So I did what any other parent with questionable judgment would do: I headed straight to the bakery section. See, at our grocery store, the bakery is run by nice little old ladies who give out free cookies to all the kids who pass through there. Catie, my daughter, learned this at an early age, and she now expects a cookie almost every time we go to the grocery store. And honestly? If it keeps her happy so I can get the shopping done? Fine, let the child have a few empty calories.
So we trotted over to the other side of the store, and since it was almost St. Patrick’s Day, the bakery ladies were giving out their normal sugar cookies, only they were dyed green and cut out in the shape of shamrocks. Catie got her shamrock cookie and munched on it quietly while I got the rest of the groceries. Perfect.
Or so I thought…
Later that night, we were at home and I caught the unmistakable whiff of a poopy diaper. I took Catie upstairs, put her on the changing table, opened her diaper, and behold…
See the color of Lucky’s green suit there? That was the color of my child’s poop. My hand to God. It was not a color that you should ever see in nature.
I freaked out for a good five seconds or so, then remembered that damn grocery store cookie, and how much food coloring must be in them to turn a standard-issue sugar cookie into that perfect shade of dark shamrock green.
Then, I started to laugh. And I called my husband in to see. And my proper British husband who generally doesn’t appreciate potty humor, even he cracked up laughing. I wanted to take a picture of it, but that’s where he drew the line. “No photographic evidence of our toddler’s poop.” Fine. He’s probably right.
And yes, this year I will totally let her have another one of those shamrock cookies at the grocery store. But this year, I’ll be mentally prepared for the, *ahem*, technicolor after-effects.
8 Responses to “like having your own little leprechaun… in your pants by @poobou”
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My girls had green eggs and ham last night with a couple extra doses of green food coloring. I’m expecting green poo today.
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Rainbow ice cream has the same effect on poop, but in multi-colors!
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Poo/ Potty humor my favorite topics. Um, does this only work on kids? I would LOVE to freak out a few adults by changing their poo color.
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OK I hope I can eat Lucky Charms again after this.
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All the weirdly colored things my kids eat and this has never happened. Fortunately, I’m past the point where I have to deal with anyone else’s poop.
Thank god.
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Sarah, my handyman was just here. He brought his grandma along for the ride – he was just measuring for shelves today. I offered her a cookie, and he said, quietly, “No chocolate, or I’ll have to clean up after her.”
Almost made me glad my parents were already gone.
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We refer to it as Grinch Poop at our house.
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Oh my giggle. Great post.
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