CONFESSION: last year my son somehow managed to get poop all over the back of his white shirt and suspenders at my sisters wedding in which he was the ring bearer.
I discovered the poop after he used the restroom, and thoroughly scrubbed and washed the spots in the public restroom with hand soap and luke warm water. But I couldn’t get all the stains out. I thought to myself... “it should be fine, no one will notice, and no one will touch his back... so it’s fine, he’s fine, I’m fine, we’re all FREAKING fine!” 10 minutes after returning to the party I look over to see that rather than avoiding people, as I had hoped, he was actually right in the middle of all the extended Robison family gang, jumping on some of my cousins, getting piggy back rides, having a grand time. 🙄
At that point I went over and told them not to touch him cause he had poop on his suit. And everyone was grossed out but we all had a good laugh... Or they were just trying to make me feel better... either way, I appreciate, and love them for it!
Tonight, over a year later, I just found out one of my aunts discovered some of his poop on her skirt the next day... SO GROSS!!! How did it get there?! Did I miss a stain?! Was there crap in his pants?! On his shoes?! Now I have so many questions I literally can’t sleep.
The number of poop stories I have with this kid is impressive. He, of course, thinks they are hilarious. But I’m pleased to announce we haven’t had an incident since the infamous #pooponthesuit of 2018. #blessed #knockonwood #crazyboymom