WipeoutFebruary 21, 2011 at 12:00 am | Posted in Giggles | 27 Comments
Tags: Bath, Boys, Children, Family, Fatherhood, Humor, Kids, Motherhood, Multitasking, Poop
Stop me if you’ve heard this one.
It’s bathtime. A little boy and a little girl put their clothes in the laundry basket as their father runs the bath water. Before they hop in the tub, they both decide they need to go potty.
The little girl claims the potty right near the tub. The little boy runs down the hall to the spare bathroom.
In the spare bathroom, the mother is giving the baby a bath. The little boy rushes in and sits on the potty. He poops. A lot. He asks his mother to wipe him, but she doesn’t want to take her eyes off the baby in the tub. So she advises the little boy to run back into the other bathroom, ask his father to wipe him, and then get in the tub with his sister.
He agrees happily and scampers off.
A few minutes later, as the mother is drying off the baby, she hears shrieks from the other room. Naked and dripping wet, the children come thundering down the hall toward her. They scream. They gallop. They giggle.
Their father follows. He is not screaming. Or galloping. Or giggling.
“Poop!” says the little boy.
“Poop in the tub!” says the little girl.
“Didn’t you wipe him?” says the father.
“I told him to tell you to wipe him!” says the mother.
The mother and father put the children to bed. The mother bleaches the bath toys. The father scours the tub.
Then the mother and father have a discussion about whether a three-year-old is a reliable messenger. They decide he is not. And they come to an agreement: If you witness the poop, you do the wiping.
Go on, laugh. Now tell me your best poop story.