I did not sign up for the ‘butthole check’!!!

You know you’re a mom when your son runs out of his room, drops his pants, bends over, spreads his cheeks and says, “Mom, my butt hole tic­kles and I can’t get it to stop.”

What the frick??  Seriously?

My solu­tion?  I took his pajama bot­toms, loo­ped my fin­ger under the fabric and wiped his butt.  I know, classy!

Unfor­tu­na­tely it was still tic­kling, so I told him to go into the bath­room and wipe again.  BC then informs me that it’s my fault that his butt was tic­kling because I didn’t wipe him good enough earlier.

My fault?  That my 4 year old’s butt was tickling??

Again…what the frick??

Once the pro­blem was sol­ved he ran back out to the living room to drop trough and show me his newly clea­ned butt.  At this point I was simply laughing too hard to check it again.

Seriously, this was not in the han­dout when I deci­ded to forgo birth con­trol and become a mother!

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  1. Jessica (from It's my life...) said,

    October 22, 2008 @ 9:51 pm

    Oh the gla­mor of being a mom! Seriously if they taught this stuff in high school rather than abs­ti­nence there’d be fewer teen pregnancies!

    Jes­sica (from It’s my life…)‘s last blog post..And another run­ner is born.

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