The Day of Poo

4th November 2010 2 Comments

There was a poo at breakfast time, we went out. At one point I decided to go for a walk in the woods with the pair of them. This short walk involved an incident with dog poo and a poo in a nappy, obviously I had no nappies with me for changing this poo. Later that day I was greeted with not one, but two poos. This could be expected from a newborn, but not at this age in my experience. Therefore the day will forever be known as ‘The Day of Poo’.
This post does not contain any personal poos, I have not chosen to illustrate for obvious reasons.

Claire Walsh

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  • Mark 4th November 2010 at 11:30 am

    You could make up a Winnie the Pooh type poem about it.

  • Hot Cross Mum 4th November 2010 at 6:32 pm

    Ah, those days of poo. Gotta love them!

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