If you read The Secret, it says what you think about you channel into existence. I don’t put too much stock in it, but now I might be changing my mind. I have been worried about my son’s new interest in feces, so I think I may have actually channeled poo!
Today we were playing outside. I was sitting in the grass and my kids were running around. My daughter came over to hug me from behind and we both looked at each other as a putrid smell wafted over us. She’d stepped in dog poo, and my son had sat in it (and we don’t even have a dog!).
So this time, I took not one, but two pooped up children to the bath to de-poop. Really, what are the odds? And it waddn’t just regular ole poop. It was vile doggie diarrhea.
At least I already learned how to address poo removal and I am fortunate that this time it was outside and not a mess of my son’s making.
Seriously, I have had a bad run this week with poo. Maybe I need to start thinking about something else. Perhaps I could channel some diamonds, or maybe a pair of wing back chairs.
I’ll keep you posted on that.