Category: Poop

Potty Training Revisited 17

Potty Training Revisited

NikkiZ is essentially potty-trained. (Picture me now banging on every wooden surface within reach.) She sleeps in a pull-up, but for the most part she pees and poops in the potty. We have our minor accidents periodically, mainly due to her peeing just a little bit in her panties before she remembers, “Shit. That goes in the potty now.” Although, I’m not positive she curses. I suspect it – but she’s never actually done it out loud. However, because of the several days she spent with diarrhea, she now expect me to wipe her butt ALL THE TIME. I did...

This Blog Entry May Have A Laxative Effect 20

This Blog Entry May Have A Laxative Effect

I’ve mentioned that my throat has been sore from either pregnancy drainage or allergies. I went yesterday to get some more cough drops to take to the Botanical Gardens and saw they had Sugar Free varieties. I thought, “Hmmm. That’s a good idea! I’ll grab those.” I mean, I might as well try to avoid excess calories when I can, right? By the time MrZ came home that afternoon, I was sitting on the couch with a half-empty bag and a pile of wrappers on the table in front of me. However, I had switched back to the old school...

I guess I’m easy to please 2

I guess I’m easy to please

If you had been outside my house around lunchtime you would have heard a very excited voice screaming, “Ladies and Gentlemen…we have SOLID POOPY!” at the top of her lungs. If you had been spying on me, you would have seen me doing a little dance with my daughter in my arms singing, “We have solid poopy! We have solid poopy!” and shaking my hips as though we were part of a Conga line moving through my living room. (sidenote: Why does Firefox think “Poopy” is not a word. It is a word, isn’t it?) After celebratory diaper changing, I...

DUDE. She’s so TINY. 10

DUDE. She’s so TINY.

Since I switched to WordPress (don’t forget to resubscribe in bloglines using misszoot.com, not www.misszoot.com) I’ve noticed a neat thing on the “compose” page that shows you all of your draft entries not yet published. I pulled on of the untitled ones up today and found this picture in it. EEK. I have no idea what I was going to write on that entry since it was just the picture, but probably something along the lines of: She’s so tiny! Look at her! If I could talk to myself that day, the day I was going to write about this...

Because <i>I’m</i> the one pooping in the house? 25

Because I’m the one pooping in the house?

(Sidenote: Does anyone read titles to blog entries? And when you read this one did you stop and wonder what this entry was going to be about? Because I’m curious who you thought might be pooping in the house?) We’ve all commiserated before about how we take very innocent things our partners say or do and blow it up into some big argument about how tired we are…and over-worked…and under-appreciated and Would it kill you to bring me flowers sometimes? Just because they washed the dishes. Well, last night I took it to new territory. MrZ: It smells like poop...