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Mommy Moments (#2)

My in-laws have two German shepherds. We live relatively close to them, so we often spend time visiting at their house. Recently, while we were visiting, my three oldest children were in the back yard, along with my husband and two of my brothers-in-law. (You would think nothing too crazy would happen when the adult to child ratio is 1).

On with today’s story: my grandmother-in-law stepped outside for a few minutes before returning inside where the rest of the family, myself included, was visiting. “I told those boys (referencing my husband and his brothers) that they need to get the shovel and clean up the dog piles before there’s an accident.”

Can you see where this is going? I didn’t see it at the time, and neither did my husband. Grandma knew, but nobody listened.

For the record, there was NOT an accident. As described by my husband, my 18 month-old son double-fisting dog feces into his mouth appeared quite intentional. Not five minutes after grandma’s ominous warning, my husband came running in the house, holding my stinky, gross baby James in front of him. I was tempted to help clean him up, but I am the more paranoid parent in our partnership, and after years of my husband razzing me about being TOO cautious with the kids I decided he could reap the consequences of his lack of concern and deal with the dog poo. After it was as cleaned up as possible I contributed by feeding baby James orange slices in an attempt to improve his nausea-inducing breath. James loves orange slices. Of course he also seemed to really enjoy that dog poo, so I will have to continue to question his particular tastes.

It’s all really funny, as long as I don’t really think about it and I’m not trying to eat when it comes up in conversation.  

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