Stomach Flu UPDATE

Who knew when I started this website that so much of it would revolve around poop.  I should say I am shocked, but I am not.  I have been living with all boys now for several years and shock over bodily function went by the way side after our first bean burrito together.  Boys (and men) love poops and farts.  They love to poop.  They love to fart.  They love to reminisce about past poops and dream about future poops to come.  They take pictures of poops, announce pending poops (often by farting) and even have colorful sayings for pooping such as, “sending logs downriver” or the classic…”dropping the kids off at school.”

When my boys read the entry about my stomach flu they were delighted beyond belief at the thought of me pooping on the rug.  What I am sure were deep concerns for my health just temporarily brushed aside, the boys feverishly asked, “You pooped on the rug?  NO WAY, THAT’S AWESOME….CAN WE SEE IT?”  Sigh, I had to disappoint their admiring and adoring faces and and tell them it was long ago cleaned up. 

I decided I should write a book, How To Bond With Your Sons and Stepsons…One Poop At A Time.

Chapter One – Poop Anywhere But The Toilet And Live To Tell About It

Chapter Two – Earn Their Respect…Photographic Evidence Of Poop A Must

Chapter Three – Break The Ice With A Good Fart

Chapter Four – Fart Jokes, The Key To Your Boys Heart

Chapter  Five – The Art of Blaming It On the Dog

You might not believe me, but I am telling you it works.  My stepsons and I are thick as theives and it wasn’t because I sat on my high horse, or should I say porcelain throne.  So if you are having trouble with your sons or stepsons I seriously urge you to take my advice.  Grab a hefty burrito, close up the doors and windows and have yourself a good fart right next to your son, he’ll laugh his ass of while you poop yours.

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