I was teasing my godson the other day about a "moment" we had together when he was about 2 1/2 yrs old


His parents went on a much needed trip for a week and I got the two kids for the time being. The eldest was 10 yrs old and the little one had just finished his potty training so his parents thought it would be okay to leave them with me.
At first it was cool...hanging out with Auntie Nylah wasnt so bad

but then the little guy couldnt understand where mummty and daddy where by day 2. I would explain as best as I can that they will be back in 4 sleeps....Well it wasnt computing for little man.....
So day 3 comes and I am on the phone with a neighbor arranging a lunch playdate for the little guy. As I am chatting way, I look down the hallway cause all of a sudden it was deathly quiet in his bedroom.
As I look about the place I see little man coming down the hallway with this determined look on his face....leaving a trail of brown footprints in the rug.....not wearing his diaper

As I freeze in horror as I realize that the brown footprint marks on the light colored carpet were made from his poop.....when little man gets in front of me, he flings his poop filled diaper at my feet with this "how you like me now" look on his face.
I let out one long scream

Little man had poop smeared all over himself; on the hallway carpet; and all over his toys in his bedroom

the poor neighbor thought one of the kids was dead from how me did scream


Well my scream did startle him - dont think he was expecting that kind of reaction from me


I flung him into the bathtub and spent the rest of the day disinfecting everything in sight in this child's bedroom

His protest came to a screeching halt......
His mother laughed her [censored] off when I told her about her little man's form of protest

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