Monday, November 26, 2007

In the line of duty

I should have known that it wasn’t a good idea to take your toddler swimming before she’s had her poo of the day. Because when those telltale brown flakes start to show up in the wading pool, there’s a pretty good chance you know who the culprit is.

While hurriedly removing your toddler from a poo-contaminated pool, trying to avoid the disapproving looks from the other parents whose kiddies have been forcibly evacuated – this is quite possibly the worst time to pull a muscle in your lower back.

Furtively hosing down a poo-covered child in the changing room showers is hard to do when you’re pulling faces and saying “Ow!” every time you move. Getting said toddler in and out of the buggy is torture. Wrestling with her when she insists on running into traffic is horrific torture. Geez, even trying to put her down into her cot for a nap takes determination and courage.

Where’s my medal?


Daddy L said...

Parenting should be a new Olympic sport!

Angela said...

I haven't had to change a swimming poo yet. Luckily my son won't be swimming until next summer so hopefully he will be potty trained by then. Enjoy your summer. We have our winter coats on here.

Violet said...

daddy l: maybe, but the childcare facilities for the "athletes" would have to be amazing!

angela: it's the first time TLM's ever pooed in her swim nappy. I aways wondered just how effective those things were, and now I know...