Well, I guess it was bound to happen eventually.
I'm sitting at my computer, innocently reading my email, and Isaac comes in, with something in his hand that he wants to give me. Absent-mindedly, not really paying attention, I open my hand to receive it.
And find myself with a palmful of feline feces. A kitty turd.
EWWW!!!!
Of course I immediately rushed the thing to the trash and Isaac to the bathroom to thoroughly wash his hands and mine. While going "ew icky icky ew" the whole time, but not actually yelling at him, because hey, he just brought me something interesting. I should be grateful he brought it to me instead of just putting it right into his mouth. EWWWWW....
Now I don't know which is worse, the idea that he took it out of the litterbox, or that he found it elsewhere ... sigh.
Ah, parenthood.
I'm sitting at my computer, innocently reading my email, and Isaac comes in, with something in his hand that he wants to give me. Absent-mindedly, not really paying attention, I open my hand to receive it.
And find myself with a palmful of feline feces. A kitty turd.
EWWW!!!!
Of course I immediately rushed the thing to the trash and Isaac to the bathroom to thoroughly wash his hands and mine. While going "ew icky icky ew" the whole time, but not actually yelling at him, because hey, he just brought me something interesting. I should be grateful he brought it to me instead of just putting it right into his mouth. EWWWWW....
Now I don't know which is worse, the idea that he took it out of the litterbox, or that he found it elsewhere ... sigh.
Ah, parenthood.
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