I went to a comedy show recently (yay for Chris Farley’s fat, annoying, and not as funny brother Kevin) and was completely dumbfounded by the number of fart and poop jokes said by all comedians that night. Not sure why I would expect that grown adults could come up with something more entertaining to talk about besides, well, poop. Then I remembered how hilarious poop and farts are…at any age.
The following is a story Ky’s sister shared about her six-year-old son’s upset tummy. Since it involves the topic of the day (poop) I thought I’d be appropriate. Enjoy.
So, today when I picked E up from school I asked how his day was.
He said: “Well, actually half of it was terrible.” I asked why. He replied, “Well, because I had an upset tummy and I had to go to the bathroom at lunch time. I had ‘explosive diarrhea’, Mom, and you know how it takes me a long time to go # 2, well I was in there all of lunch and recess (this is 40 MINUTES). So, I didn’t get to eat my lunch and then I couldn’t find my lunch pail. The nurse and another teacher got me a sandwich, snack and a milk, and then I couldn’t go outside because time ran out. And, I had to eat all by myself.”
To which I responded, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry…. pause…. did you tell anyone that you had ‘explosive diarrhea’?”
E returns, “Oh yeah, I told Nurse S, Mrs. R, and my teacher.”
I plead, “Honey, do you really think you have to give people that much information about when you go potty? Isn’t there another way you could refer to things?”
E: “Well, Mom, I just told them what happened. It felt like my ‘butt was going to explode’ so I said I had ‘explosive diarrhea’…. what else was I supposed to say when it felt like ‘my butt could explode’?”
Mom: “That’s fine honey, I’m so sorry you got sick at school, I just hope you washed your hands really well.”
E: “Yeah, I just was sad that I missed recess…I hope I don’t have ‘explosive diarrhea’ tomorrow.”
Mom: “Me too E… me too.”
